Thursday morning.Dear Lucy,
I will just say that I will meet you at Athol Sat. if nothing happens to prevent. Of course if it should be very stormy we shall neither of us want to go, for we might not be able to get home again till Spring. I shall try to take the 9-10 car but may miss it as there will be no one to help me. Uncle Isaac is waiting to take this.
Much love,
Mama.Mary has a bad cold.