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Nellie came in with your good letter which of course I was glad to get. Why havent I written before? I dont know. In the [[?]] office is always a stream of people waiting & I am tired before I can get away. I dont want them to come but I cant help it. I go somewhere else for relief & then they are the same crowd forever and forever. The mail is full of letters that I dont want to read and cant [[ | Nellie came in with your good letter which of course I was glad to get. Why havent I written before? I dont know. In the [[?]] office is always a stream of people waiting & I am tired before I can get away. I dont want them to come but I cant help it. I go somewhere else for relief & then they are the same crowd forever and forever. The mail is full of letters that I dont want to read and cant [[?]] and my best friends grow discouraged waiting what can I do | ||
I am [[ | I am [[?]] of days and hours. &c The old beautiful stanzas that you taught me, weary of "Every thing but sleep." | ||
This isnt entirely an excuse, - my eyes always brighten and my heart gladdens at a letter from you which is always delivered to me when it comes at the office and once in a long time I am | This isnt entirely an excuse, - my eyes always brighten and my heart gladdens at a letter from you which is always delivered to me when it comes at the office and once in a long time I am made glad by seeing you. But life is a weary drag and I like all others seem willing to let it drop. which it must forever. | ||
How I wish I could come out and see you but I | How I wish I could come out and see you but I | ||
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in pencil in upper margin [no transcription]
July 15 [1927]
Dear Mary
Nellie came in with your good letter which of course I was glad to get. Why havent I written before? I dont know. In the ? office is always a stream of people waiting & I am tired before I can get away. I dont want them to come but I cant help it. I go somewhere else for relief & then they are the same crowd forever and forever. The mail is full of letters that I dont want to read and cant ? and my best friends grow discouraged waiting what can I do I am ? of days and hours. &c The old beautiful stanzas that you taught me, weary of "Every thing but sleep." This isnt entirely an excuse, - my eyes always brighten and my heart gladdens at a letter from you which is always delivered to me when it comes at the office and once in a long time I am made glad by seeing you. But life is a weary drag and I like all others seem willing to let it drop. which it must forever. How I wish I could come out and see you but I