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Arlington, Va. 
22 April 1948

Dear Doris:

You mustn't be so touchy. What else could I call a chap named Hector? You ought to appreciate my wit & humor, not get upset about it! It is alright as long as only his name is Black -- there, I suppose I have done it again?
Whereabouts does he hail from, what is his stock, all those things that are most interesting to anyone noting his cause and effect. Anyhow as long as you can continue to pay attention to your lesson and not get all fussed up so as to fail in final if by chance anything goes amiss, as it always does in affairs d'coeur.

Dolores is enjoying Zoology because of "Frank". She can't even stand Lonnie now. He went by and waved at her and she didn't bother to wave back. Dolores says, "I don't care anything about them when I can get them, it's only when I can't." I guess that is human nature - or female nature.

We are sitting in a chilly house tonight. Dad has broken up 2 old baskets in his burning them in the fireplace while he corrects his first pages of the second volume. He is very cheerful on these pages, poor chap. His chief intent in the Italian election was as to whether he could continue to correspond with botanists over there. We have been listening to Ed Murrow broadcasting from there all through the election time. Do you [?] ?

The last of the baskets is dying down so I am going to bed. Dad has nearly finished his papers. When are you going out to Grandma’s? 

Mother

Why don’t you take Hector rather than the Hindoo out? Someone to be proud of not upset Mrs. S by color scheme.