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13 Pomeworth St., Stoneham, Mass.,
March 11, 1932.

Dear Folks,

Your letters came this morning and I had a good time reading them. Now it is my turn to write but I am afraid there isn't much news to write.

I am making clothes bags now. I cut three out last night, and at odd moments to-day I have made one all but making the eyelets for the tapes and running them in, and I have the others pretty well along. Mrs. Pettengill saw a moth down stairs a while ago, so I thought I had better get my woolen dresses and summer coat tied up tight before they get about up here. I am making theirs like the one I sewed Mr. Holmes for Christmas, but of a different material. Then I can hang the things up and so keep them from wrinkling. I am thinking of making some small, straight ones, like small pillowslips to pack away blankets, gloves, stockings, etc, and woolen pieces.
The Catholic church is just below us here, and the bells are now ringing. This being Lent, the Catholics have to tend strictly to business