174 A COLLECTING TRIP 
able. You know my pongee suit; at Hollander’s it 
cost me $2.50 or so a yard; I tried to match it yester- 
day and found a perfect match, if anything, a trifle 
finer than mine; price, for twenty yards, $4.50. But 
I am refraining from buying these, as I am told that 
if I wait I can get even better bargains for my 
money. Grass cloth, in every color and shade, with 
drawn work to match, in dress lengths, $6 and $7. 
Table cloths and tea trays and doylies are practically 
given away, according to American prices. Then the 
necklaces of jade and pink stuff, and the silver things 
— well, you could spend an indefinite time in these 
shops, and they are all together and not more than 
two or three minutes’ walk from the hotel. I am de- 
lighted with and proud of my purchases. My green 
suit goes today to be copied. It is very cool here; the 
sun is not out, just overcast and raining all the time, 
but we do not mind it. My clothes are holding out 
splendidly ; only two of those silk shirt waists have 
gone where the woodbine twineth. Mrs. Barbour and 
Mr. Barbour write us fine letters and Warren’s are so 
killing that we nearly have hysterics reading them. 
Breakfast is ready and so I shall stop. With a great 
deal of love to every one from 
Ros. 
We go to Canton in a day or two. I shall write 
you about it. 
May 1. 
You see by the last date of this letter that I was 
delayed from finishing it until May 1. 
