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I go over to Berkeley once a week to talk Spanish with kind Professor Salazar and his wife.

They insist that it is a pleasure, and will not allow mamma to pay anything for the lessons.

I also go every Tuesday to tell stories at the Children's Hospital.

It is the dearest hour of the week.

When I am distracted about bills and expenses and mamma's health and Mrs.Chadwick's mismanagements and Yung Lee's mistakes (for he is beautiful as an angel and stupid as a toad), I put on my hat and go out to the children, poor little things! They always have a welcome for me, bless them! and I always come back ready to take up my trials again.