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Dearest Lillums, ---
Well, you see I’m starting the new year not so well! However, I hope to be able to get back to the grind tomorrow. Yesterday I was so weak I couldn’t do anything, but today I feel better and tho’t I could at leaste try to catch up a little bit with my correspondence. If I’m not more carefull I’ll have enemies instead of friends won’t I?
You were altogether too generous tome Lillian—after entertaining me so royally to and me such a marvelous present. Thank the gods that you at least have wise perspection and know that I have long extremities and so sent ample covering! Most people fail to do that and measure me by their own dainty requirements. They—the how—are simply “scrum-dunctious” just what I needed and the silk goes way above my knee. So I’ trying to save them for extra best for a while. Many-many thanks for them Lillums, and all your sweetness to me.
I hope you will forgive my neglect in not thanking you for the peachy time I had in Detroit before Christmas. The truth of the matter was that I was pretty nearly frantic with all I had to do at school, church, & at home getting ready for the event. The kids at school seemed simply possessed of something or other & yet they weren’t really intending to be bad. Finally the plays, music, gifts, and all were over and I’ve been about over to even since! I went back to school last week still tired and then developed intestinal flu. After this enforced stay in bed I ought to be myself again.
Santa seemed especially good to me this year. Perhaps because he knew I needed certain things for next year. Mother gave me a lovely new bathrobe, in which I am reclining at present, a soft yellow blanket that does with my room, and elk skin moscassins—fleece lined and fur trimmed that she got in the Fur Store in Montreal last summer. She knows I need to be kept warm! My Dad gave me a nice hat-bon which will be handy next year. The one I brou’t to Detroit was my mothers. Lou gave me a green Parken Duo-fold. I’m not using it yet because we sent it back to get a finer paint. My cousin. Ray sent me a beautiful “Kaness Set” –powder, perfume, & darling compact in a satin lined & covered box. Too nice to use & terribly expensive. Mother is getting suspicious. She said, “I never got such presents from a man, until I was engaged to him.” I was awfully glad that I had sent him a hand painted square scarf that I paid Dorothy M. to do for me.
Now I guess I’ve bored you long enough and I’m getting cold from keeping my hands up in the air! Hoping you’ll forgive me & thanking you heaps & heaps. Much love
Marg.
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