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2 have been having the rawest, blowyest May imaginable, though not so raw but that I've had the babe out every day. We plan
to go to the Sierras in August, that is if all goes well. I wish it were Sahara instead of Sierra. Arn't the nights terribly
cold, especially this year of deep snows? Vernon has written to Mr. Price at Fallen Leaf Lake above Tahoe and we may go there.
I have been getting on famously doing all the housework and taking entire care of the babe. We have had unhappy times the
3 last six days because the upper teeth wont cut through. I might add nights too, but to-day things go better. She seems
not to have that nasty pain and is eating, and sleeping just now, as I told you, pink as a peony. I waited a day or two before
writing hoping I would have a snap shot of her at ten monmths to send you. But you couldn't find her on it. She wiggled and
the result is a blur. Vernon has come for his summer holiday, though I wonder why he calls it that for he began to write
forthwith.