A Letter Written on Aug 19, 1919

39 Baker Street,
Saranac Lake,
Aug. 19, 1919.

Bub dearest,

Would you really believe that we have had frost up here so that as a result the leaves are all beginning to turn and we have been thoroughly comfortable with a log fire?

Yesterday we drove over to Lake Clear & Kid & I went in for a dip - The water was warm but my, how cold the air was. To cap the climax we were caught in a lovely thundershower. It was great fun though and we're none the worse for our ducking!

Wish you had been a long [sic], dear, and it would have been that much nicer.

I'm taking your advice, dear Boy, even before you wrote it and am doing nothing much but sleep. Perhaps by the time September first comes I'll be slept out.

The other evening we all went over to the Chautaugua and saw "It Pays to Advertise." I had seen the play in New York but went again with zee family. The funniest part to me was to watch Daddy laugh. He sure did enjoy it.

Tonight, everyone else is indulging in frivolous game of five hundred but I said I had something very important to do - now what do you think of me? I'd rather write to you any day than play cards much tho I do like cards.

Well, dear Sir, you sure do get versatile when it comes to expounding on such enclosed articles as I sent before.

So you think, dear, that Margie old girl has no idea about the cave-man courtship? Now listen here. She is a sane & sensible woman and, by George, is going to play safe and say nothing about it. She knows more about it than she says and shows her good judgment. She says very little about the modes and methods that are most "in vogue" today!! A-hem -

Now let me tell you, Monsieur Beattie, only a woman can write from a woman's point of view and come any where near telling what a woman's idea & feelings are toward a certain kind of courtship. Equally so can only a man tell what is preferable to him & his kind! The Brutes!!!

It is just as hard for a woman to understand a man as for a man to understand a woman. Neither can completely understand the other. There must be give & take. If there was a complete understanding they neither would have any individuality and all would be monotony and likely discord -

To me the good palship & an effort to understanding (better adjustment) & not too strenuous cave-man courtship is what is best. None of this darn fool poetry stuff!! "Sugar's sweet & so are you!!!?" Nor any of this knee bend "Romantic Raymond" type - Nay - Real genuine stuff that lasts. Oh, yes, almost forgot - None of that m-m-dag-google kind either. I hate that!!!

Bub darling I'm waiting patiently for word from Columbia and my, how I do hope your good wishes are applicable.

When I came up here I brought from the Lib a most interesting book by Sigmund Freud on the "Interpretation of Dreams." It is based on a new psychological theory that all dreams have their origin in the sex instinct. It is a very peculiar book. I'll tell you about it sometime when I get a chance.

You know Father is truly worried about this letter to you. He says you won't be able to read it. You know I'm sitting in front of the fire and am using the arm of the chair as a desk. As a result, the product is "pretty poor" I confess. You can read it, though, can't you, dear?

Bub darling, what do you think I wrote all of ten letters today - Something is going to happen. I seldom get such spells.

Daddy [h]as been calling for me to quit and sail to the higher regions so I must obey, dutiful daughter that I am.

Yours ever & always,
Fran.