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sometime ago. The son teaches in one of the Kensington schools. Gradually I am picking up acquantances, and more and more- do I feel that it is well for an artist to settle in London. But soon, as you know, yours truly may be in Paris, laden with a letter of introduction from Sargent to Calin. 

Every night now Carol singers called the "Waits" are to be heard in the streets. Last night as late as two oclock I was awakened by Sir Arthur Sulivam Lost Shoe String, drifting up to my window, and for one half hour the singers and band remained. It was delightful to hear this very good music, in the still hours, and I wished mightly that you could have enjoyed it with me. From now until Xmass the Waits will continue their midnight serenades and after wards each house is supposed to give a lot of food to the different performers. A fine custom, but strange to say dying out. Such seems the fate of all artistic customs. 

My rhematism has left me, and I am thankful Father certainly writes a beautiful letter and I feel each time as though I would like to frame them with love to all [?]

Yours, 

William Loring

And Happy New Year - and great grand luck to all. Let us all breath deeply, and puh with our greatest force, to accomplish our ideals. 

Love to all. 

December 16 1900

6 Ends leigh Garden
N.W.

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