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My dear Mother -

Thanksgiving day yesterday and you can depend on my feeling lonely on such occasions. After working all day, I joined the American's dinner. About thirty boys gathered around tables throwing olives and talking at once made me feel lonely indeed.

Under advise from Delacluse I sent a portrait of a boy to the jury of Philadelphia with two drawings. The painting was my best. It was refused