Dawson – Sept.27 
I was so pleased to receive your letter – especially since I realize that
it is hard to write when you are not feeling so strong – but – Papa dear – much
as I love to hear from you – I'd rather you would not over tax yourself – if
the attempt to write does mean that.
You certainly are ‘getting on' with your typing though. It is beautifully
done. I forgot the letter & did know about it – long ago. Haven't touched
a type writer since I left home – though we have one here in the house which
Claude uses – frequently.
I am alone tonight – it seems strange to be alone of an evening – but Claude
feels that he should go to orchestra practice now – for he has bought the drum
outfit – and needs the practice – as he's never turned his hand at that. They
need a drummer in the orchestra very badly now – as the only two in town have
gone ‘outside' this summer.
I never get lonely though – he is only gone about two and a half hours. I
spent the evening – so far – doing some mending – practicing on the piano – then – I
set the table for breakfast – did up a few old clothes I want to give away – not
old clothes – but things we can't use – and now- I've just come back from starting
a fire in the stove – out in the tent – so it will be nice and warm when my
sweetheart comes home, to go to bed.
Things are going very smoothly – my electric washer is such a help – and then – the
cooking is very simple – for we aren't doing any entertaining.
There is plenty of time to rest – and I've reached the point where it is harder
to ‘read' then to be busy – but perhaps I won't always have to do it.
Sometimes I feel as though it was a mistake to be married and settle up here – that
is – before I knew how the climate was going to agree with me – it doesn't
seem fair to Claude – I've caused him so much worry – ever since our wedding
day – I [?] – nobody knows the future – and there's nothing to do but the best
one can. I'm
Thankful to be [?] – at any rate – and to feel that Claude is happy – he is
never sick – it must seem hard for him to realize what it means not to be strong – and
I should think it [?] be very boring – tiresome.
Daddy, have you decided to go to the hospital? I hope it isn't necessary – but
if it is – why – I believe I'd go – do everything you can, Daddy dear. If you
see Dr Pomtris[?], tell him I said “hello” – I always liked him very much.
He must be getting on wonderfully with his surgery – just think – he was only
an interne while I was in training. Is Dr. Atler doing any work now? I heard
he was ill.
Our pups are getting awfully big – and we both just love them – especially
Malt. They are much more lovable than the ones we had last year. Yesterday
I took them (The three pups – and their mother) – down town – to meet Tidd.
They were no trouble at all – going down – listened very well – but as soon
as we turned a corner – and spied Claude – you should have seen them tear across
the street after him! It amused every body on the street – and especially Claude.
He loves to be fussed over – even by the dogs.
The country is so beautiful now. I think I never saw it so lovely.
I enjoyed Mrs. Burkes little visit so much – she's the nearest person I've
got – like a mother – in this country. We went to the ‘movies' – and shopped – and
chatted – it did me good to have her.
Well Papa – I must be looking after my fire in the tent – from the window
I see sparks flying out the stove pipe – alarmingly – I guess Claude will bless
me for burning up all his kindling and shavings – it usually [?] all in sight – for
me to start a fire.
I nearly started a fire in [?] trying the other day. I emptied some ashes
into the ash can – which was full of paper – a few live coals were among them – and
when I noticed it – the whole thing was smoking dreadfully. It was standing
right next to the house too. I was startled – but had to laugh at the pups.
They were all three watching it so gravely and curiously – I guess they thought
is was some new game!
Well Daddy dear – thanks again for your nice letter. Give my love to all – and
keep on getting stronger! I shall be so happy if you get to be your old self
again – soon.
Your loving Mary