Dresden, Oct. 3rd., °28 
Dear Proressor AMES, 
It seems easiest in this very long letter to separate the 
description of the glass work itself from the more per- 
sonal part; so I have done this, and I will tell you about 
making the models later. I have been out to Hosterwitz, 
half an hour by auto, alone four times and have passed 
the whole afternoons, long ones, looking first at the 
models. It took two afternoons to see them. Then I in- 
spected the work room and its contents and was shown 
all the great improvements made by the Blaschkas in the 
house since his marriage, and finally accepted their hospi- 
tality of tea and delicious cakes, a far better arrangement 
than the old one of spending a whole day and having two 
solid meals! 
Both Mr. and Mrs. Blaschka received me most cor- 
dially at the little garden gate, and we looked at each 
other to see what time had done; that first day, I was 
daunted to see what seemed a little old man, legs that 
were not strong, very rounded, stooping shoulders and 
an exceedingly white face. He must have dropped nearly 
two inches in height, his hands were somewhat out of 
shape from rheumatism and were very trembling. How- 
ever, I came to the conclusion that this was due partly 
or largely to excitement at seeing me again and anxiety 
as to what I should say about the models. 
When I was ready to leave and said ‘‘Aufwieder- 
sehen,’ he drew himself up with quiet dignity and said, 
‘Well, Miss Ware, are you satisfied ?’’ I said, ‘‘Yes, Mr. 
Blaschka, 1 am more than satisfied, and I do not see how 
anyone could feel otherwise.’’ He looked intensely re- 
lieved at once, and the next time I went out, his color 
had returned, and, when she saw him, Miss Niklason 
thought he looked well and strong, barring the stoop 
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