Arthur B. Woodford 



SO TRUMBULL STREET 

 NEW HAVEN, CONNECTICUT 



August 17, 1925. 



Dear Mr. Dear^) 



I was and am very sorry that there 

 should have been any misunderstanding about the time of 

 our departure from Philbrook Farm, and the consequent 

 failure to connect with you for a farewell. My feeling 

 was that the rain interfered with out trip and that it 

 probably had done so also with your coming down to the 

 house before time for lunch. 



We had eur lunch that day in the same somewhat 

 enlarged place in South Paris th*t we did two years age, 

 and then spent the night at the Lafayette in Portland, as 

 the rain continued to fall and the fog to grow dense all 

 of the afternoon. Pleasant days foilowed, however, and 

 we reached my mother's all in good time, finding her 

 rather feeble but in excellent spirits and quite contented 

 to leave this world. She is eighty-five. 



