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Aaron, Fannie | to Mother, 1919 February 28

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Feb 28, 1919
Dear Mother,

There is nothing new that I know of. I started my loaf today, also finished my sweater, ex-cept for using up one side and making the white collar. I also type-wrote a copy of my speech for Dr. [Gerwig] + for Gdpa. Aaron. That is a peachy

 


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machine. I had it on my lap in bed!

There was a dance last night. At last I am wise as to when to dress up. There is a dance Tuesday + Thursday, and a big one Saturday. The other nights they [air] their dark clothes.

Mrs. Harker (younger) asked me to go to the horse-races tomorrow afternoon. That will break the monotony

 


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of sitting around.

You want to know if I am still afraid of the men. Old Mr Harker asked me how my big brothers were treating me, so it doesn't look as though I am.

Love,

Fannie