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[[water]]melon pink, badly hung calico dress, a black lace and ribbon waiste [[waist]] and a becoming black hat.
They dress here - the few I have seen - as one would in Stockbridge or St Baerington in the summer. and I wish my fouls and silk was in better order as it is about the thing for me to wear all the time. I’m afraid my silk dress is a little too citified. and my grey dress rather heavy.
They are apparently going to have people here to dinner tonight - last night they had no one  Maud said she thought I would rather

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she is the same simple sweet girl she was at home and has not changed, only deepened and developed. She has lost the freshness and bounteousness of her once good looks. and the gold out of her massive hair, and her figure is thin and stooping but there is a certain loveliness about her and she is capable at times of looking very pretty.  The children are sweet little blue-eyed things. The baby of eighteen months is bare-footed - never has worn shoes or stockings and patters about in his little white bare feet. for the benefit of his health and ankles. It is the 

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watermelon - word split across pages