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Stoughton Jan 25th 49
Dear Doris. The day is dull a few snow flurries. I am here alone, she is playing cards down town & will do my few errands before she returns if possible. I have just eaten my dinner & now to write this card up stairs where its cold, will by my next trial. it will give me something to occupy my time while she is gone. The little dog is running back & forth I should think his feet would ache he is so active. there is nothing I can think of to write about as no one can come here to tell any news so will close.
love Ma