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Bungalo Village, Bristol, N.H.
June 15, 1928

Dear Folks,
This is a grand and glorious morning here. To be sure there is too much smell of paint around to say that it is very fragrant inside this particular morning, but there is a good breeze coming in the window, and soon the finish will be dried. Mr. Darling put a force of three carpenters in here a week ago last Wednesday after I had paid him the second hundred dollars,which I had held back to show him I would do as I had a mind to,and began in earnest to do some of the things I wanted done,and yesterday Mrs Darling came in and smeared paint on things pretty much in general, in some cases where I didn't want it. Mr. D. brought up my dishes yesterday and I unpacked them. They came through very well on the whole. One case,however,had seven broken soup plates on top,so I think there was carelessness in packing in that instance. I haven't got my silver yet.

Yesterday noon Alice came. She says the place is far nicer than she had expected it was. She is delighted with it. She is inclined to think it is even more beautiful than Chocorua. She and I started to wash dishes, and washed and washed and washed; and to-day we are going to wash and wash some more. When we get settled, we shall have some class to us. Did Mr. Appleton of the Stoughton Sentinel come in to see you? He and his bride were up here, and I asked him to drop in to see you and report on how things struck him. He wasn't sure just when he could get around, but appeared willing to do the favor. He said they would be glad to recommend the place.
 
Last Tuesday the Darlings went down to Derry, and I with them. They have property there, and a little apartment finished off over a stable. I slept on a couch in the sitting room. We came back Wednesday, and stopped off in Manchester where I got a number of things I needed, and where they got a number of things they wanted. By the time we left I had a little corner of the back seat to myself. However, on the way up from there we stopped and took on two loads of lumber and a few more things. It was all funny. Every time we hit a bump the cargo would shift. Mrs. Darling said that every time she looked around, I was fixing bundles. The car is a Willys Knight and took the hills, even under that load, on high. He has a little old Ford, 1914, L [[I]] believe, that he has a trailer for, and which he uses to cart lumber and such like around here. Evenings, however, we go off in the big car very often. The other night they took me around the lake- a distance of 20 miles. It was beautiful.

The box came O k. Mr Darling brought it up for me from the station. It was ever so good of you to put in the extra things. The towels were a very thoughtful addition, and when I came to the apron, I knew you had put it in because you knew that I had especially liked it. Also there were the nice lot of sugar bags and all the other things.

Alice is out washing dishes. She beat me on letters, but she did only one.and I had another to get out.I must hurry to get this in the mail before the postman comes, for there is only the one morning collection from up here at the camps. I suppose I shall think