Dearest Babs,
Since I got back on Monday morning I have been so rushed and so gay that I haven't sat down to think quietly for one second. Auntie Bye arrived at 4 p.m. and I spent an hour with her, returning to Department and then home here to dine with her. There was much to discuss and we had a delightful evening.
Yesterday I came home and lunched with her in the midst of plumbers, paperers, etc., and did the same thing today.
Last night she dined with Senator Lodge and tonight goes to Alice and leaves early tomorrow morning. Last night I dined at the Montgomery Country Club with the Billy Elkins' and tonight I go to the Barnetts' at the Marine Barracks!
The trip on the Sylph was a joy and a real rest, though I got in a most satisfactory visit to the fleet. Such a funny party, but it worked out wonderfully! The Charlie Munns, the Cary Graysons, Lucy Mercer and Nigel Law, and they all got on splendidly. We swam about four times and Sunday afternoon went up the James to Richmond. We stopped at Lower and Upper Brandon, Westover and Shirley and went all over them, getting drenched to the skin by several severe thunder storms. Those old houses are really wonderful but not comfy!
I found much food for thought in the fleet-—things not right and due to old lady officers and lack of decision in Department. We inspected the fleet in a destroyer and lunched with Admiral Tommy Rodgers on the Arkansas.
Today I have been before the House Committee all day trying to get 147 millions!
It has been pretty hot and today a tremendous rain—3 inches and a leak in the sewing room extending to F Jr.'s room and the dining room ceilings!
I am very well and do my exercises with regularity!
Your devoted
F
I am absolutely broke!! I would be most grateful if you could see your way to sending me those 300 francs you still owe me. See more
Again I see no future because this accursed war is dragging out, again the air is heavy with it. Much confuses me, that is to say, I am unable to comprehend it.
Terrible news from the front: the army has melted away completely. In the very heat of battle soldiers begin to question whether their officers are really worth following, often resulting in their taking off and leaving their comrades in greater danger. See more
A northern wind and rain. The situation with the army is far from good. The soldiers, thoughtless and blind, are leaving the front in their thousands. Nevertheless there are some, who have conscience and understanding, who are dying in their thousands. See more
In the Vyborg quarter they curse the “bourgeois”, on Nevsky the “Bolsheviks”. On a tram an old man declared:
- It’s the yids, I say kill them... See more
The day was windy and cold — only 10 degrees. I took a short walk with all my daughters. During the day we worked as before. We chopped down four trees. We all thought and talked about the forthcoming journey; it seems strange to leave here after four months of seclusion.
Recently we have observed numerous instances of publication of military information in periodicals, the disclosure of which had a detrimental effect on the course of military action, and sometimes directly helped the enemy. In light of this, the Provisional Government, fully realizing its duty to the motherland, considers it necessary to quickly establish new rules of military censorship.
On our front blood is being spilled again, again they are mutilating our husbands and brothers in the name of capitalists' and landowners' interests. Contrary to the wishes of the people, contrary to the wishes of our soldiers, our troops are being thrown into an offensive. See more