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Schipa, a tenor, sing. She wants me to go to Maynard with her on Tuesday or Wed. She says I can rest there. I think I shall need it if this pace keeps up. I felt all in last night and for the previous two for that matter. I think, however, that I shall stay on here alone for a day or two if I can get a room. We are planning to visit schools to-morrow, go to college to meet a niece of hers, a former pupil of mine, Tuesday. With the shopping she has planned and a few other things, I guess we shall keep from being lonesome.

I am enclosing a money order for five dollars for my cooperative dues. Does this pay through March? As I figured, the twenty dollars I sent last month paid through February, was that right?

I am waiting for Mary to get ready for breakfast. It takes her half an hour to comb her hair. I should go insane if I had to spend so much time on mine. Baths and exercises take time, but don't seem quite such a nuisance. I suppose she thinks otherwise.

She called just as I wrote that. Now we are going down to the Emmanuel Church. We hope to hear good music