yellow bill in the reader. I wish you would tel me if Grandma's
eye is worse and what about Grandfather's rheumatism.

"Your fond friend, Eleanor.

"P. S. We have a silver organ in all the rooms to have heat in. I was
afrayd of them at first."

* * * * *

In the letters to her grandparents, however, the undercurrent of
anxiety about the old people, which was a ruling motive in her life,
became apparent.

* * * * *

"Dear Grandma and Dear Grandpa," she wrote,

"I have been here a weak now. I inclose my salary, fifteen dollars
($15.00) which I hope you will like. I get it for doing evry thing I
am told and being adoptid besides. You can tell the silectmen that I
am rich now and can support you just as good as Uncle Amos. I want
Grandpa to buy some heavy undershurts right of. He will get a couff if
he doesn't do it. Tell him to rub your arm evry night before you go to
bed, Grandma, and to have a hot soapstone for you. If you don't have
your bed hot you will get newmonia and I can't come home to take care
of you, becase my salary would stop. I like New York better now that I
have lived here some. I miss seeing you around, and Grandpa.

"The cook cooks on a gas stove that is very funny. I asked her how it
went and she showed me it. She is going to leve, but lucky thing the
hired girl can cook till Aunt Beulah gets a nother cook as antyseptic
as this cook. In Rogers College they teach ladies to have their cook's
and hired girl's antyseptic. It is a good idear becase of sickness. I
inclose a recipete for a good cake. You can make it sating down. You
don't have to stir it much, and Grandpa can bring you the things. I
will write soon. I hope you are all right. Let me hear that you are
all right. Don't forget to put the cat out nights. I hope she is all
right, but remember the time she stole the butter fish. I miss you,
and I miss the cat around. Uncle David pays me my salary out of his
own pocket, because he is the richest, but I like Uncle Peter the
best. He is very handsome and we like to talk to each other the best.
Goodbye, Eleanor."

* * * * *

But it was on the varicolored pages of a ruled tablet--with a picture
on its cover of a pink cheeked young lady beneath a cherry tree, and
marked in large straggling letters also varicolored "The Cherry
Blossom Tablet"--that Eleanor put down her mo