ISBN: 9781482066012

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustra… Altro …

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1915 edition. Excerpt: ...you to account. You were in New York last week, and you never ran up to see us. You thought we wouldnt find it out, but we heard--and are insulted. Would you like an outline of my days activities? Wrote monthly report for trustees meeting. Audited accounts. Entertained agent of State Charities Aid Association for luncheon. Supervised childrens menus for next ten days. Dictated five letters to families who have our children. Visited our little feebleminded Loretta Higgins (pardon the reference; I know you dont like me to mention the feeble-minded), who is being boarded out in a nice comfortable family, where she is learning to work. Came back to tea and a conference with the doctor about sending a child with tubercular glands to a sanatorium. Read an artide on cottage versus congregate system for housing dependent children. (We do need cottages I wish youd send us a few for a Christmas present.) And now at nine oclock Im sleepily beginning a letter to you. Do you know many young society girls who can point to such a useful day as that? Oh, I forgot to say that I stole ten minutes from my accounts this morning to install a new cook. Our Sallie Washington-Johnston, who cooked fit for the angels, had a dreadful, dreadful temper and terrorized poor Noah, our super-excellent furnace-man, to the point of giving notice. We could nt spare Noah. Hes more useful to the institution than its superintendent, and so Sallie Washington-Johnston is no more. When I asked the new cook her name, she replied, "Ma name is Suzanne Estelle, but ma friends call me Pet." Pet cooked the dinner to-night, but I must say that she lacks Sallies delicate touch. I am awfully disappointed that you did nt visit us while Sallie was still here. You would have taken away... Dear Enemy Webster, Jean, Callender Press<