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your things must be still further along, for, though you are only about 35 miles away, there is a difference in temperature, I think. A morning or two ago I heard my first robin of the season. I suppose that you have heard them for some time. 

I got a postal from Doris this morning on the same mail with your letter. She enclosed it in an envelope with a  spray of orange blossoms or syringas, which was very fragrant. I am glad they are having the trip. It sounds like a very delightful one. Tomorrow, I suppose they get back to Virginia. You must have enjoyed her accounts of their wayfaring. 

Edith, Mrs. Pettengill's little granddaughter, is here. She is a darling child. She is very well trained - sunshiny and full of knowledge. This morning she came up and took a little dust mop and helped me clean up by dusting under radiators, tables, bookcases, etc. Then she sat down in a chair by the window from which she had been looking at the green grass across the street and recited a little poem about spring. She is full of these - not mere jingles - but real poems and long ones too. Madeleine and the baby are doing well. 

I am glad that you are feeling better and that Mr. Holmes can at least enjoy looking out of doors - Love, Lena.