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Saturday Night -
My dear, darling, Nannie -
Rain, rain,
has begun in earnest, Helen
and I walked to Palo Alto
about five o'clock and were
caught in the heaviest kind
of a shower, we were simply
drenched. Saw dear Prof.
Anderson there, his spirits
were as undampered as
ours and we stood in the
pouring rain in a butcher
and ha ha'd at nothing.
Poor Mrs. Anderson's mother
is sinking fast and Prof. A.
has been sitting up all
night with her till they
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