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Washington D.C.9 Dear Mother.

In the city of our country I will write you a few lines. I wrote you from the car, the Penn. Limited. hope you have received it. I am indeed off for Cuba. Our ship sails from New York Tuesday. I leave Washington to-morrow. It hardly seems like Sunday to-day, at 9. this morn I went down to-morrow to. It hardly seems like Sunday to-day, at 9. this unclear I went? down to unclear