Sunday, July 25, 1926
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We all went to Sunday school. Winifred came out to dinner as Papa was out of town and Mama hadn’t got in yet. She is awfully sweet but so shy and quiet I feel sorry for her. Marjorie took a long nap from the time we got home till after we got the dishes washed. She is a darling these days, and folks call her pretty, too. She is such a bright looking jolly baby, that she makes friends of everyone who sees her. A little bit shy, but a smile for everybody who doesn’t get too familiar.
(Aunt Marjorie wrote me a few days ago with more information on what happened to Winifred and her mother Mable. I'll post about it in a few days.)
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