My Dear Ethel,
We were so glad to hear you had succeeded in getting top of your form and were holding such good places in French & German, it will be an incentive to further exertion, won’t it?
Jack went to London on Monday and will return on Friday, his examination lasts three days, till late on Thursday so that he cannot get back in time for the dance, we got a post card from him this morning saying that the arithmetic papers were easy and he thought he had done them pretty well correctly, his cold was better, I must tell you that on Sunday it was so bad we had to keep him in all day.
The painting at the Church has not yet been done owing to the dilatoriness of Warrington otherwise the “money’s all right”. I should think the Queen will be returning to Windsor in November. The next Literary is at the Wildings, on Tuesday evening, it is to be a sort of variety programme, including a little play, Mother is to play a pianoforte solo and she is getting one up by heart, it is rather a good thing to make her keep her music up.
I rode my bicycle to-day for the first time since I went to Folkestone, the road was very good in most places. Cyril is very much taken with that book of George’s “a plunge into Space” containing the account of a supposed journey to Mars, I am reading it to him.
To-day is the poultry show, we sent a couple of dressed game & Dorking pullets, nice plump birds, but do not know if they got a prize as I did not find time to look in.
We have a few chrysanthemums out and May brought some in to-day, a few herbaceous things are still in bloom but the roses are about all over. The last of the tomatoes are gathered and we must ripen what we can do indoors.
Mother & I may perhaps go and have our photographs taken next week, they are a long time sending May her lot. Marian has not succeeded in passing in Latin & Moral Philosophy so will have to try again next session. I will leave Mother to give any other news to Kathleen.
love to you both
your affectionate Father