Viewing page 104 of 161

This transcription has been completed. Contact us with corrections.

Stoughton Nov 30th 1924

Dear Doris 

We are having a little taste of winter, a slight snow storm followed the lightning, a shower which went around us, and we got the rain, the first deluge we have had for months, so when I at last had a chance to go over between the gusts to water, I had to pick my way for puddles. Lena came out Wednesday night and goes back tonight to teach she is not in love with the school where she is teaching and dont know whether she will stick it out or not. poor discipline, they are mostly men teachers so 
I guess its pretty hard to manage. 

She had a chance to go up to Chicuara with friends of Aunt Coras who motored up there to carry her Aunt Cora home, who had been visiting her sister, so she was already for the ride, but is pretty tired from teaching. 

We had a fine tender turkey for thanksgiving a plumb pudding apple pie, wines, and squash. a batch of cookies last but not least grape juice which kept just right. 

Your bulbs came yesterday and the foxglove and narcissi the middle of the week, and they are all planted now before the ground freezes. everything even the iris, is covered with dressing, except the foxglove. mine has seeded in thick, I hope these that you sent, are a different color from mine they are all handsome. I hope the Larkspur spreads also that is handsome and it was full of seeds Mrs Dykeman has a lighter shade and Anna Monk has a bed full of them so you see it spreads. hers 

Transcription Notes:
Chicuara - maybe Mt. Chocorua?