Letter, September 12, 1931, Washington D.C.

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913 R.J. avenuenorthwest , Washington, D.C. Sept. 12, 1931.

Dearest Eartha

Just got home on Wednesday  from my trip and had a most wonderful time. We went west northwest, through Canada and came down by the way of New York. But that it was great.

Saw everything and everybody now I have been almost over all of the United States of America except the extreme South & part of the north-eastern, came almost going to the extreme South the "whites" are too mean and I would like to get home alive.

When I left home I was not feeling so well- a nervous breakdown [...]

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wife. That isn't anything. Only a show - no man at all. Heard from Mrs. Tucker not long ago.

Well, I judge things are still pretty tough down there so far as work is concerned; it seems to me that some-thing has go to be done soon to relieve unemployment situation - cant go on as it is. The whole country is suffer-ing ; murders, stealing, and everything that is bad is going on. Something must be done, but what? When? I found your letter whe I got home.

Now old chap - stop some of those things you are doing and rest your body, soul, mind & nerves and write me a long letter. Remember me to all who ask after me, dogs, cats, people and any old thing. Call up James on 8th st. and tell  write me.

With love - Lovingly,

Annie

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now I feel so much better. Sorry you wont stop working so hard, take a rest and build yourself up. You cant do all the work of the world, and I have discarded all of my black and all of my white and when Perkins invites me to come Eartha has gone or is going, Ill be late getting there for Ill have run down town to buy something to wear, so just stop you foolishness and take a rest.

The whole time I was away we had lovely weather but today it is sure some hot. Am now in my gown writing you. Suppose you know that Leila Walker is dead - I was in Chicago at the time of her death. Prof. George Cook of Harvard University is dead also. Quite a few of my friends died while I was out of town - this week I start in school Friday of next week - Monday for the children. Quite a number of changes will be made at the beginning of the term.

Tell Perkins to save me a seat in the packard, because I'm not used to riding in such high powered cars. I'm used to "Lizzie". What is old man Ross doing for himself - is he still coming around to see you? what has become of Emily James? She is another one who stopped writing me. Suppose the gent in the new home on 8th street - is still fussing and fighting his

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