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Helen Fox Angell letters to Bess Peebles Fox, July 1944-April 1945

1944-11-30 Helen Fox to Bess Peebles Fox Page 2

We've lost our first "regular" from the Red Cross staff.  Gen (Kuzia, our secretary) was visiting in Repton for a few days and while she was gone headquarters phoned for her to report at once with fifty pounds of baggage.  She is leaving for good and is to be in Paris with Home Service division.  We'll miss her a lot, but it will really be exciting for her.  Secretaries are at a premium, and we probably won't get a replacement.  I gave her (Mme Howes') address.  She had less than a day to pack, wind up bills and get out.
I'm just hopping with work these days.  Of course I'm glad crafts are popular.  I think Miss Bernstein will work out all right and my part time volunteers, especially Mrs. Goddard are swell.
Tuesday night I took a big bunch of patients to a play downtown.  It was Chekov's "The Cherry Orchard" and it seemed very trivial for modern times.  It was fun, though, because of those goony guys.  At a dramatic moment, as the peasant who had bought the castle lifted the empty champagne bottle, which the departing nobles had refused to share, up piped one of the patients "Jascha done killed that bottle, sir!"  There were three intermissions, during which they went out for a "spot of tea", so we had a gay time coming home.  There was much excitement in getting them up the ladder into the truck and the driver philosophically turned his mirror so he could see if anyone fell out.
Time for bed.
Love,
Helen
P.S.  No letter for ages!

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We've lost our first "regular" from the Red Cross staff. Gen (Kuzia, our secretary) was visiting in Repton for a few days and while she was gone headquarters phoned for her to report at once with fifty pounds of baggage. She is leaving for good and is to be in Paris with Home Service division. We'll miss her a lot, but it will really be exciting for her. Secretaries are at a premium, and we probably won't get a replacement. I gave her (Mme Howes') address. She had less than a day to pack, wind up bills and get out. I'm just hopping with work these days. Of course I'm glad crafts are popular. I think Miss Bernstein will work out all right and my part time volunteers, especially Mrs. Goddard are swell. Tuesday night I took a big bunch of patients to a play downtown. It was Chekov's "The Cherry Orchard" and it seemed very trivial for modern times. It was fun, though, because of those goony guys. At a dramatic moment, as the peasant who had bought the castle lifted the empty champagne bottle, which the departing nobles had refused to share, up piped one of the patients "Jascha done killed that bottle, sir!" There were three intermissions, during which they went out for a "spot of tea", so we had a gay time coming home. There was much excitement in getting them up the ladder into the truck and the driver philosophically turned his mirror so he could see if anyone fell out. Time for bed. Love, Helen P.S. No letter for ages!