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Stoughton January 29th

Dear Doris

Afternoon and we have been to dinner, I have finished my writing about Macy Bakes Eddie and will write you a short letter, althoug [[although]] I guess Pa has told all the news. The wind has howled all night and is still at it. We are having more than our share of winter so far. Everybody is sick these days. I hope you did not try to go to work in the storm that past through your city. We read about it in the paper. I guess that was something we escaped, as the storm passed off to sea before it reached us. Now it looks some like clearing and hope it does. I called up to Mrs Thompsons Friday afternoon and tried to call on [Abee Leele?] but she had gone to Cambridge on a visit. There are not many places to go nowadays. Mort Lamb and his wife were spending the evening last night, and he wanted it to appear as though Mrs Eddie was in love with the old [Portes folace?] thinking Mrs. L would give him a chance to sketch it. I mentioned the fact to him first you see we try to work together and get all we can out of them. You suggested that I describe Mr E at more length, and so I tried it, he was pleased with the composition, and thinks his wife was also, but I hope you can put it into better english so it will would all right to her; It has been quite a little task for me to write it up but as yarn is not forth-coming, I have had the time to spend on this thing, but it will be a relief to get it off my hands. you see its [[it's]] out of my line