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It was queer for I got your letter that night when I got home telling me not to appear overanxious about the matter and I guess I certainly was cool all right.  I told her that I didn't know anything about it and asked if I could see the letter.  She got it for me.  The climate she thinks would be warmer than here any way.  I asked about malaria and she seemed to think it was not swampy in that part of the state.  She says that she wishes she could go: that Miss Fogarty and Miss Conner can't for home reasons, etc. etc.  When I did not jump at the offer she finally said that she thought she should ask them to send some one on from there to be trained here.  Later she said I might have the letter again if I wished to write so I thought I probably would ask her to-morrow or beginning next week.

I am glad Doris is moved.  She seems to enjoy her couch.  I am glad she got off without any tirade from the old woman downstairs.  Perhaps she won't be so ill now.

Did the spot really come off the oil cloth or did the finish come off?

I don't think I will have you send me any green but will bring some back when I come out.  I can put what I have in Berenice's box and a sprig in Daisy's and then get more for myself and Daisy, when I come out Christmas.