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Morowski
Farm, Schenectady, N.Y.
Thurs., Sept. 3, 1925
We
left the Goldfoots yesterday, and are now camping, for a
day or so, at our old stand on the Polish farm. The $93.75
we received for our labor seems pretty big to us, after
having been so flat broke, but believe me, we worked for
every penny of it. Our bosses seemed sorry to have us leave;
the old lady, usually demonstrative only with the cats,
actually kissed me goodbye. They asked us to stay another
month, but we hanker after the open road and made quite
a concession in remaining two weeks over our month. We do
hate to leave Robbie, and wish we had more to give him than
one of Ernest Seton Thompson's books we had with us.
A letter, arriving at the Morowski's soon after we left,
was waiting for us, because Mrs. Morowski did not know where
to forward it. One of the Power and Light Companies where
Bill had applied had offered him a job. Such employment
might have been more interesting and profitable mentally,
but I doubt if, at the end of six weeks, we would have been
any better off financially; and I am sure we would not have
been as well off physically, for we are both fit, husky,
and as brown as Indians.
We spent the morning making our camp ship?shape and are
off to town now to spend some of our hard earned cash on
provisions.
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