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The sun has got around into Miss Garland's room now (2:15). I am occupying that this summer as Mrs. P. wanted mine with its double bed for a guest room. While I was away she had both of them papered, painted, and whitewashed. Mine is a luscious looking paper, a rose-colored spray on a satin-striped background. It is beautiful though it may not sound so, and the paint is cream enamel. I wish you would all ride out and see it and me when Doris gets home.

I know of another possible boarding place for Mrs. Blake should they happen to need another. 

All good wishes, 
Lena.
[[left margin]] I saw by the papers that Maud and Ralph got over that bridge, that went down, none too soon. [[/left margin]]

13 Pomeworth St., Stoneham, Mass.,
July 30, 1929.

Dear Folks,

The heat having let up for a little, I have got my courage sufficiently roused to write you.

Three weeks ago last Sunday I planned to go up to Alton Bay for a week or two. I got ready, but did not go as I had learned that Uncle Ed was very sick; so I called Aunt Maud up and went out there where I stayed for almost two weeks. Uncle Ed. has been sick now for almost a year and a half or 2 years. Last September he was operated upon for a bunch behind
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