October 14, 1934
Another beautiful day. Wore my new hat to S.S. Yesterday afternoon I went in with it on to see Myrtle Arneson. She had a new one she had bought in Willmar—something like mine. She said she had worn hers about the house the first day she got it too—so you see there are two of us in the same block who never grew up. We went out and sat on her side porch and sewed. I was making a white flannel petticoat for Gloria. In the evening H and G and I went down town. We got ham and sweet potatoes and pineapple for our dinner today like you suggested. They all said it was a lovely dinner. Send me more new hints, as I like to learn and have more variety.
Harriet always wants me to ride her bicycle down and back from town and she and Gloria run along ahead. I try to go slow so they can beat me and they always do. I always ride it home from S.S. too at her request. We shall all hate to have the snow come because we enjoy the bike so. Myron takes it down every noon and lets Daddy come to dinner first. Even Gloria rides it without falling now.
Well Uncle Karl’s didn’t come today. Myron says now there was nothing certain about it but I had thot it was definite.
Did I tell you what Dr. Anderson did last Sunday? I can’t remember so excuse repeating if I do. I was standing down in front of the garage by the bike when Dr. A. went by. He backed up half a block and said, “Do you mean to say you ride that thing?” I said, “Yes—I did it 28 years ago so I can now” or something like that. I was just going to read a letter from you but when he said, “I’m going to stay right here until you start off.” I folded up the letter and said, “Well I see I’ll have to read my letter at home so as to give you an exhibition>” So off I went and he raced behind me. Great old doctor, he is!
Myron likes his note book so well. For Christmas send him several packages of note paper to fit it. Those stockings are certainly nice for 29 cents.
H and G are doing dishes as usual. I always help put the food away and help “Chore-Boy” the cooking dishes and then they do the rest real well. Gloria always washes, and she washes them in right order and leaves the greasy butter dish till last. After she’s once learned a thing you can’t budge her from the order she wants to do it in. They are having an argument now in the kitchen about how much soap she should use. I went out and settled it and now there is perfect peace.
Beatrice Reamer was here all day yesterday. Gloria and Virginia played with her out in the shed playhouse and they had a good time. Harriet baked a cake in the morning and helped me the whole time. Beatrice wiped some of the silver ware at noon. She said she had wiped forks before. Myron got right down in front of her and asked her about her brothers and sisters that she is always talking about. She said they were all died. He asked her how—and she said, “One got killed, and the rest got all died.” Gloria took her town to Howard Reamer at supper time. I’m sure it had been a big day for her.
Mrs. Lundgren and the children came over for awhile this afternoon. Then Harriet and I went for a walk. It’s just too nice for words. Winifred has been in the telephone office all afternoon.
I will mail this letter on the way to Church. Hope you have had as pleasant a day in New York as this has been in Minnesota. Love from Mother.