August 11, 1922 - "Isn't it strange how...people worry about someone else's affairs?"

Addressed to:

Mr. G. Rayson Brown.

1468 East 67th St.,

Chicago,

Illinois.

Return address:

408 Marcy St.,

Ottawa, Ill.

Ottawa, Ill.,

Aug 11- 1922

Dearest Rayson:

Your dear letter came yesterday while Mother and I were finishing another quilt. We are making up for lost time. This morning we are going down town to buy material for another quilt to make next week. We are going to get another trunk and with the one we have, will be able to pack quite an amount in them. The balance will be packed in a large packing box and the dishes in a barrel. I suppose the Yosts' will be furious when the learn that we are not going to ship with them but that doesn't worry us for they would do the same thing if they took a notion.

Yesterday being Thursday all the stores closed for the afternoon and the old town was as quiet as a sane Fourth of July. Even worse than Sunday. We couldn't kick though, nearly all of the neighbor's called during the day. Isn't it strange how so many people worry about someone else's affairs? Thats what they all came for, to find out our affairs and what we knew about the Yost's. I don't know what they will do for excitement after we leave.

Yes dear I will see you Saturday night and we will plan then on what we will do Sunday. Either of the two suggestions suit me. It will be nice to have pictures to remember the old town by, if we can just "get them in focus"

I am going to bring this to a close dear, as there is no news as usual and we must hurry to town. There is so much to be done. We will see you soon, and until then I remain as ever,

Yours and yours only,

Edythe.