It is such a heaven-sent relief to be able to leave something
to somebody else, and be sure it will be carried out! With all
due respect to the age and experience of the staff I found here,
they are not very open to new ideas. As the John Grier Home was
planned by its noble founder in 1875, so shall it be run today.

Incidentally, my dear Judy, your idea of a private dining
room for the superintendent, which I, being a social soul, at
first scorned, has been my salvation. When I am dead tired I
dine alone, but in my live intervals I invite an officer to share
the meal; and in the expansive intimacy of the dinnertable I get
in my most effective strokes. When it becomes desirable to plant
the seeds of fresh air in the soul of Miss Snaith, I invite her
to dinner, and tactfully sandwich in a little oxygen between her
slices of pressed veal.

Pressed veal is our cook's idea of an acceptable PIECE DE
RESISTANCE for a dinner party. In another month I am going to
face the subject of suitable nourishment for the executive staff.

Meanwhile there are so many things more important than our own
comfort that we shall have to worry along on veal.

A terrible bumping has just occurred outside my door. One
little cherub seems to be kicking another little cherub
downstairs. But I write on undisturbed. If I am to spend my
days among orphans, I must cultivate a cheerful detachment.

Did you get Leonora Fenton's cards? She's marrying a medical
missionary and going to Siam to live! Did you ever hear of