Franklin Square House -
Boston, April 9 '07Dear Jane:
Sun's coming out! I had to tell someone and as you were the only one to tell I told you. I was going to write you long ago but then I thought that you would like a letter better after you go t back to college so I waited and kept putting it off. I planned to write before I went down to lunch (breakfast for me), but after I got back I was determined to write, for I got a letter from the little Deutsch man, I have been holding my sides and shaking ever since. It proved funnier that I had ever dreamed. Here is his description of Leland. "There is for instance your brother. Nice fellow. True, Short fellow, true - Sharp nose - true. - What more? Oh enough. Difficult to handle! - true very. - I most certainly did enjoy to see you guiding!! that dear little boy - Exactly - the right way!" Isn't that a peach? I wonder what Leland would say? Guess I'll have to show it to him - later on he says he connects Leland's bright spirits with "the sisterly, spiritual influence, which he afterward found out to exist." Wouldn't Chontean [?] Brown laugh at that? You see Chontean never goes to church. He says it's frightfully dull and he can't stand it. So I talk incessently [sic] about church and prayer meetings and so on and have promised to take him to all of the church affairs I can possibly screw up, when he visits us in Washington. I shall certainly have to tell him what Niglands [?] has to say -
Ive just had a perfect seige [sic] of telephoning. I do so hate to do it so -
Well how does your holiday go - I suppose you have been sewing at a great rate and having fun whenever you could in between times. Father came yesterday morning and yesterday we tried to see something but it rained incessently [sic] nearly all day - we went around to see some of the finest hotels here, and father treated Chontean and me to a glorious beef stake [sic] and sweet potatoes at the famous "Parker House" from which "Parker House Rolls" are named.
After lunch father and I ventured out to Dorchester to a cousins. Well just as we left the car the most awful storm came up. The wind almost carried us away - I saw several umbrellas turned inside out - and the rain beat down on us as hard I ever saw it in a Summer storm. Well we stuck it out until we got to the house but we were wringing wet and the water inside my shoes ozzed [sic] around and felt funny whenever I took a step. They had a hot fire in the furnace so by sitting right over the register I soon got dry. The worst of it was, that we had an invitation out to dinner with some people Father had never met, and I had met just Mrs Clapp once. Chontean had designed their house. Well we were a bedraggled lot when we arrived, I can tell you.
This weather is exasperating - I thought sure the sun was coming out and here it is raining again as hard as ever. Yesterday it snowed most all the time except when it was coming down so thick and fast it didn't have time to be snow.
Ten day[s] more of Boston - Well I have seen a good deal of the city I have "gotten on" to a good many of the hard parts, and I think I could find myself to any address you gave me, if you gave me time.
I had just a fine time out a[t] Lucy's and I wish you'd tell her so, for she wanted to give me a gayer time. I don't care for the gayer time unless I know all the people. I really enjoyed staying there with them more than going about and doing more.
Didn't we have a glorious time at college? I wish I were going back Wednesday with you! Did I tell you that Father has work in Providence and Newport, and he is going to take me around with him? Isn't that just great? I however expect to be home on Friday or Saturday April 19-20.
I must close now and write some letters to others who haven't had much attention for the last few weeks. - Good by, hope to see you soon for it isn't long before June now.
lovingly
Margaret.[A note on the envelope's back flap: "Margaret Plant?"]