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I find Miss Brandt, my Russian landlady, happy over having a Russian priest here, arrived from Argentina in time for Good Friday and Easter services here in her house. He has a gorgeous gray beard, like cartoons of Russians, except that it is beautifully brushed. Miss Brandt is trying to raise money to add him to her "colony" at Theresopolis. He is a trained agriculturist and will work land there. He is a widower, and Russian priests do not remarry, she says, and he has no family.

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Last night I had a piece of Russian "Easter bread" nearer cake than bread. I am giving her a letter to Dr. Bitancourt, who can help this Russian agriculturist to adjust himself to Brasilian conditions.

Mrs. Walker writes of their delight over being invited to your home for dinner and of how much they enjoyed the evening. Miss Niles wrote of it, too. You and Mrs Hitchcock made the young ones very happy.

I got [[underline]] one [[/underline]] copy of the Nation and [[underline]] one [[/underline]] of the World Tomorrow, the only ones received of the whole [[strikethrough]] six [[/strikethrough]] five months. I read them on

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Transcription Notes:
A. A. Bitancourt, director of the biological institute of San Paolo