THE JOHN GRIER HOME,

Saturday.
Dear Judy:

Dr. Robin MacRae and I fought another battle yesterday over a
very trivial matter (in which I was right), and since then I have
adopted for our doctor a special pet name. "Good morning,
Enemy!" was my greeting today, at which he was quite solemnly
annoyed. He says he does not wish to be regarded as an enemy.
He is not in the least antagonistic--so long as I mold my policy
upon his wishes!

We have two new children, Isador Gutschneider and Max Yog,
given to us by the Baptist Ladies' Aid Society. Where on earth
do you suppose those children picked up such a religion? I
didn't want to take them, but the poor ladies were very
persuasive, and they pay the princely sum of four dollars and
fifty cents per week per child. This makes 113, which makes us
verycrowded. I have half a dozen babies to give away. Find
me some kind families who want to adopt.

You know it's very embarrassing not to be able to remember
offhand how large your family is, but mine seems to vary from day
to day, like the stock market. I should like to keep it at about
par. When a woman has more than a hundred children, she can't
give them the individual attention they ought to have.