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Nat.Museum, Wash.D.C.
26 April 1948.

Dear Doris:

You did not give any particular details about the statement necessary for the living inEverett [[in Everett]] House. I hope that what Dad made out was all right. I hope too that the work that would be necessary for you to live there would not take up too much of your time. It doesn't seem as if that would be likely. I used to lose two or three hours daily commuting, and this work would certainly not take any more. On the whole it would be good for you too, you might learn a lot of wrinkles about cooking and cleaning, and so forth that would come in handy any time. You might be able to have meals more to your liking too, such as prunes for breakfast! And it would be fine discipline in getting along with a set of people that you probably don't know at all. It is too bad not to make all the acquaintances you can while you are there. Try to be as extrovertish as possible. Notice folks. 

We had our first excursion of the season, going down to Plum Point yesterday. There wasn't a thing in the line of fossils as the winter storms had washeddown [[washed down]] the cliffs so the fossil beds weren't at all visible, but Dad enjoyed himself. He lay down on the warm sand after lunch and had a good nap while I collected beetles. There were a couple in swimming, but it seemed as if they were rushing the season a bit. Dad who had to wade said the water was cold. On the way back I filled up my pails with good loamy sand from an old tobacco patch while Dad most nervously watched to see that I wasn't apprehended. He wouldn't have anything to do with such.

Our poor old cat isn't getting any better. He eats for a few days then starves himself for an equal number, and is so miserable. We dose him with mineral oil and he hates it. I think it is better to let him die peacefully.

Dolores called up one evening. She is looking forward so much to coming up with us to see your Radcliffe. She has never been anywhere all herlife [[her life]], and this will be a most wonderful trip, she thinks. I hope everything turns out all right. She gets thru her exams before the 20th, I think the 17th. She says her mother isn't well, complaining of pains similar to what her father had. I hope nothing happens to her, what would they do?

Still chilly down here, but we moved our beds down from upstairs to the sleeping porch where it is darker mornings. So far our daylight saving hasn't gone thru, but it may by another week -- if it goes at all. I guess you are being sleepy mornings up there now.

Love, 
Mother.