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[9 Aug. 1933]

DEAR LITTLE DORIS

WE ARE HAVING SUNNY WARM DAYS AND THE LITTLE BROWN DOG COMES OVER HERE TO SLEEP IN UNDER THE SHADE THERE IS A SQURREL UP IN THE TREE OVER OUR HOUSE AND SHE IS GOiNG TO HAVE SOME LITTLE BABY SQURRELS SOON I GUESS THE NEST IS WAY UP HIGH IN THE TREE ND SH COMOES DOWN WHEN SHE IS HUNGRY FOR FOOD SHE IS GOOD AND FAT.

GRANDMA.