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I had a thrilling and delightful time in Maine4, then stopped in Chicago5 a few days to attend to some work, and came on home6. I will get out to see you
sometime this summer, but I can't tell just when. Things here are in a
rather confused maze. I'm afraid James7 has got father8
in for a good deal. Houses and barns are going up, wells and windmills being
dug and reared, horses and wagons being bought,—and nobody has any heart for
farming! James, to be sure, wants to be thus established, but he seems to do
no work except to give Jack9 orders. I
feel sorry for a chap who is not strong, but James is surely on the grab,
and he does not care how much trouble he makes
for other people. All the worry and fret and farm-provisioning
and dirty, tired of 189310 are being repeated on a costlier scale, and
mother11 and father are 20 years
older. Father looks sick and tortured with worry all the time because he has
to spend so much money, and he seems unable to say "no". Jim has the key of
the situation; he simply worries father down. You know father would do
anything—— foge forge a
check——if you nagged him enough.
Douglass12 is here and is doing all
the work on Jim's property, and he keeps things from getting altogether away
from father. For years father has lived so pleasantly here, and now its 1893
over again. I'll write you again when I learn the run of things better. It's
not quite clear now just which things are
Jim's, and which he thinks are his.