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4 Frances and Mr. Douglass telephoned that they would come Saturday on the Santa Fe to stay a while. They are both very
well. Keeney seems to be wondering why the place is so silent, though the birds are singing merrily as ever. The weather
is beautiful every morning, but the evenings are almost wintry, with great masses of blue fog rolling over Benicia and Mt.
Diablo. Sun says the Postman is coming so good bye. Ever lovingly, Mother