12 WEST WALTON PLACE
Dear Ida Lovett
We have hoped and hoped for a letter from you and begin to feel as if you had quite dropped out of the universe. Jane says she has written you since we came home. I only hope she is right and that the intention hasn't translated itself in her mind into an accomplishment. She has [page 2] really been amazingly well and as for her activities. Well, they have little relation to Dr. Herrick's 50% schedule!
She went to Des Moines to the Conference on Social Work, escorted by Mrs. Page and carefully tended by Miss Sears, Miss Breckinridge, Miss Abbott and no end of other devoted friends, and she returned no worse for the excursion.
Now she is running to and fro between Hull House and [page 3] the Woman's World's Fair, where the W.I.L. and H.H. both have booths. It is the time for preparation for Waukegan and J. A. has been out with Miss Lund once or twice. I think the summer plans for Hull House are a little troubling as Mr. Byron is moving to Evanston. Most of the regular residents will be away and we haven't yet found a perfect person to be [page 4] responsible for the house as a whole. The pottery manufactory is working full time. I hope it is making a financial success. The Coffee House made a little money in April but its record is not as yet very brilliant.
I have had a three weeks' bout with bronchitis and asthma and am just walking around on unsteady legs, having parted from my nurse yesterday. I don't mind my bodily feebleness [page 5] but I am a little discouraged by my total mental collapse. We miss you constantly and at every turn. Don't be so entranced by Hawaii that you can't come back. Do send us some word of you all. How are you and Ruth and Nancy Jane? I assume that Beatrice is acclimated and seems quite a settled resident.
Where and how do you all live? What about Beatrice's [page 6] work? We long to hear about every thing and every one.
Alice Hamilton has landed and will be here next week, which is indeed a happy thing to look forward to. This seems to be about the limit of my hours of sitting up. Probably you can't read my scrawl. But it takes much love from Jane and Eleanor and
Your devoted
M R S. [page 7]
It's almost a year since we set off on our Irish jaunt. That was a nice little spree, wasn't it -- Conference and all? Our love to Beatrice and Ruth and Nancy Jane. What does N. J. think of life in Hawaii?
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