February 28, 1935
Winnie has been spending the afternoon with me. She worked on a new print dress and I have been tying that quilt I started last week. Just now we went down town for a little fresh air and to see the Lundgren Hardware Store fire. The siren rang this morning at 6:30 or 7 (I guess it was) and the flames had gotten a good start then. Ed was out fishing so they went to get him—Anna has been there all day since, she was sweeping water out just now—the thing is a mess of course—a lot of lovely rugs and furniture dripping wet. They don’t know how it started and it is covered by insurance. The poor old man came down town late this morning, asking where the fire was and found it was his own store.
Last night I was out till 11:30. I was at Esther Larson’s at the Book Club. Frederick gave the Book Report on the Life of Edgar Allan Poe—he did well—it was an 800 page book called “Israfel”—I suppose it is named for the poem he wrote. I’m going to tell you the names of us who were there because I think we are such a different group—Mrs. Nels Thompson, Frederick, Helen Anderson, Amy and Mr. Passoneau, Esther Larson, Irene Halvorson, Mrs. Dokken, Elvira, Miss Lund and myself. Can you imagine us all sitting around Esther’s lovely living room and Frederick in his own special manner having all our attention? Esther served a lovely lunch—chicken salad, baked apples made red by cinnamon candy and topped with Cottage cheese, buns, olives, coffee and Divinity Fudge. We pay 25 cents a month to belong—I know I shouldn’t do it, but I’m doing it anyhow.
Harriet just asked me if I was going to be home tonight and when I said, “Yes”—she said “For a wonder.” I really do go out a lot and leave them to go to bed alone. But they don’t care a bit.
Myron is at the tournament. Benson bought a brace and several other articles– (90 cents worth as Myron said)—to put on his ankle so he could play in the last part of the game at 4:15. The Tribune Sport Reporter predicted Atwater would lose by a larger margin than they would have, if Stafford, the Atwater star had not had an injured ankle. Donald Blomberg cut the clipping out of the Tribune and gave it to Myron. I told him he should save it so he could show his grand children, years hence, he had been a Star once.
I looked at the Shaylor and Turner Music Book last Tuesday when we were up at music class. “Drifting” looks like it would be pretty—and my but it’s long! I think Russy has done very well with his music. I wish I could hear him play it.
I enclose an ad from the Etude which I thot maybe you could look over and tell me if you’d like that book. It’s real cheap for $1.25 and contains a lot of pieces you’d like to own. If you want it, say so, and I’ll send the money from my own “Dividend” money and the book can belong to all of us but you use it now. If you could go right to that store, you could look over their Piano Classic Series and maybe you’d like one of the earlier volumes better.
Yes—write to Nellie and Annie—3937 42nd Ave. So. and Malmbergs –4253 10th Ave. So.
June set my hair today—and I told her you would write soon.
We are all going to bed early tonight—except Myron and Daddy, which is after all only half of us. Love from Mother.
(PIANO CLASSICS THE WHOLE WORLD PLAYS. 29-35 West 32nd St.,NYC,NY)