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Stoughton, Mass. 19 June 1934. Dear Sid, Here we are at home today, arriving via 'bus from Providence to Brockton and another 'bus from Brockton to Stoughton at 9 sharp at Ralph's. He had just come down, but locked up and took us up. The cat began yowling in the basket at 11 P.M. the night before, -a desperate, determined yowl. I lay quiet, hoping he would cease, but pretty soon the baby piped, "Mamma, I can't sleep with that terrible meowing." And I switched on the light and let the beast out. He settled after a look about on the blanket at my feet, and slept quietly the rest of the night. But with that rest, he started up his yowls at the moment we boarded the 'bus and tho' the 'bus driver turned on his radio, it is questionable which made the more music. It has rained as it did in Wash. D.C. all day. The baby is tired, tho' I got her to table a brief nap, & rather fretful. My mother isn't used to her, and I fear is wearied from her. But a night's rest should straighten her out, and tomorrow hope she won't be fretful. I asked Ralph about the blackberry and he said as soon as it cleared off, he would take me up to