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aristocratic burying ground where, to paraphrase Upton Sinclair, the inmates in life spoke only to the Marshall Fields, and the Fields spoke only to God. Uncle George always said he never would be buried there, but he was careful to have his mother buried there beside his father and one or two (I believe) little infants. Well, Pomp and Circumstance! Anna will rest easy in that sublimated soil. Hope Sunday will be a lovely day for the celebration of Max's birthday. The Harris's not here yet. They are held up by the technicians in the closing of their sale of their camp. The last letter to Grace said they expect to start about Nov 15th. Hope they manage to entertain you before they leave. A letter from Ruby Osborn says they meant to leave Nov. 3rd and take a week or more to drive down, as neither of them are well and must not get tired. John went for a check-up before coming down and his doctor tells him his other lung is being attacked, and that he must go to bed as soon as he