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Arlington Va.
28 Dec 1950.

Dear Ma:

 I enclose a few Christmas cards for you to read, - Ruth Walker's, Mildred Metcalf and Augusta Havers - she was the one I met so many years ago & spent a week with at that camp on Martha's Vineyard, in 1914. I have seen her only once since, but always she sends me a  Christmas card. She married a prof. of English at N.Y. University, an Englishman, I believe.

Today is so gray and cold with an east wind and I can smell snow. I even bet it will come before morning altho according to predictions it isn't due till tomorrow night. Our house is hard to heat when the sun doesn't shine in cold weather. Sid has stayed abed all day working on his papers and occasionally blowing his nose... I think his cold is better by that outward symptom, but he maintains he shouldn't go out in a snowy world tomorrow and I think it wouldn't help much.

I have been down working at the museum, tho I did attend an early dollar sale in Lansburgh's basement, - it was so crowded one could hardly move. They were selling sheets, blankets, curtains, towels, etc. I was after towels. I was picking them out out when a floor walker began tossing out for the crowd chenille spreads, and there was a wild scramble to get them (at $1 apiece). One fell by me & I clutched it and a nigger grabbed for it but I held on! So I am going to send it home to you along with the towels. If Mrs Barry's spread is wearing thin, give it to her. It is a rather pretty lavender spread. I was all tired out struggling in that mob for 1 1/2 hours - - it took that long to get waited on.

It is almost time for Doris to appear. She went over to spend the night with Dolores and I think she will be tired