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Jean is as handsome as-as-as
What shall I say? -His father
per chance. Thee will rejoice
to know that I am feeling so
much better - Dr.Brooke gave me
some powder to dissolve and take
as a "douche", and it has certaintly
done me infinite good already. I
feel strong again, and really like
my old independent self. I do
hate to be sick - may the Lord give
us both health, and I think we
can win through. By the way when
thee is so hot let cold water run
over they wrists - nothing brings me
such relief. We had a fire this
morning - think of it. A gray wood
spider has just come jerking out
from under somewhere, and despite
the old French superstition I can't
make way with him - he looks at
me too trustingly. Perhaps in America
they don't bring "chagrin" but hope.

How fortunate that thee happened in
at 30_th St. Aunt C. doubtless took
the visit to herself. I wish thee
could see this spider perk his
head on one side, and look at me.
I am sure he is a friendly insect -
he has lost one of his hind legs
which interferes somewhat with
the balance of his body but in no-
wise with the rapidity of his move-
ments. I am so glad of the beauti
ful afternoon we had together in
the Bronx - it is such a sweet,
fragrant memory, and seemed a
bit out of our old life only better
because of the real duties and joys
which awaited us outside of that
taste of dreamland. I think our feeling
towards our work, the real work, our
art, has grown deeper, more compre-
hensive, and nobler since these
human duties came to us. Mine has
I know: I never loved the work or
feel more absolute faith in thee than
since we have had a harder time