Sep 18 Wales My dear Papa Your letter has come this morning with Mama's letter to Maurice. I am so glad for I was longing for news of you. I think it was very clever of Mama not to be frightened or ill when the storm came and we all think the black beetles must have been even nastier than the storm. We went on the shore yesterday and sailed our boats and caught crabs and in the afternoon we went to such a nice little church by the sea and affter [sic] service we fished for minnows. I fell into the water this morning but it was only up to my knees. We go to Leeds on friday I am so glad. Maurice and I send our love from your loving child Gertrude