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the honey comb.  Aunt Emily your letter today 'Carried me back so.'  I saw it all - what a pen you have - only I wish you and Aunt Eliza would use blacker ink.  Some times your letters come to me at night and I have to read them in bed by one candle's light and it hurts my eyes.  Two candles seem to us a great illumination.  May is fussing over a wrap she is concocting.  Curls bowed near the candle.  She has no more tooth ache, but will have a bill soon I fear.  She has stopped going to Julien's and has not begun yet at Lazars.  Is going to next week.  So Grandma would have 
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liked me to paint something for the Salon.  But you see I could not have done it anyhow arriving so late.  We did not get here until the first of Feb  And  And the pics all have to be sent in by March 15th.  I should have had to collect my wits in this strange place - look for a studio make up my mind what to do and finish it inside of six weeks.  I did not know when I first came how early they must be sent in and did entertain the thought of doing something but I soon found it was too late.  As to taking a studio now, looking and 
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