95 Greene Avenue

May 3, 1910

Mother Dear,

Your letter received this am. It was so good to hear your voice over the phone. It was quite natural.  Oh, how I wish I could talk over everything with you.  It seems terribly hard to think it all for the best, when there are so many that are of no use living on and others that are held in esteem cut off in a moment. One thing, I am very thankful for that he wrote me. No doubt one of the last things that he did.  I can't express my feelings. I never felt so badly in my life. But I suppose there are few who have had so pleasant a one as I have, and trouble comes to all.

I had a letter from Bert this noon. Said she knew I must feel very badly as they all did. She said all she could think was the way he used to jig around the camp and tell us about all of his many trips. Herb called her up on Friday night and told her. I am wondering if he will call me up when he returns from Toronto

I wrote father a long letter last night and Marion wrote one today. It is a blessing that I have my work and that we are nearly finished. Three weeks will soon pass.  I interviewed Dr. Villard yesterday afternooon. He said I was wanted back. I asked if it would be possible to get any raise in salary.  Said he was sure he could get me $25. That would make $200.I'm glad that that's settled: same staff back next year.

Tell Bert I received her letter, but I won't write for a while. She was very kind to think of it.

Your loving
Edith

Wednesday Noon.

Your letter just received. I am hoping HJB will call. If not I am going to ask him to come to Richmond when I come home. There's a good many things he can tell me likely.  It is just as you say, sometimes the best you can do is just bear it. I am glad you told Grandmaman. She thought he was so good looking. She was asking about him at Easter.  It seems as if it had been any kind of any accident, but that it would not have been so terrible.  Keep the Herald if you can. I have the Star. The picture was not a very good one, but better than the usual. Write so I get it Saturday Morning. Love to Flora and self

Edith