[The Burlington Hotel letterhead]

9 PM Sunday

Dearest Love:

Three more days in Washington, and then I'll start home to you. I wish that I were on the chief going through Azusa, and due in Pasadena in 37 minutes. I adore you.

I decided to take things easy today. I had read a detective story last night, after viewing the burial procession, and I slept until 11 this morning. I had breakfast, read the Sunday paper, and at 2 went to the National Gallery of Art. It is wonderful. There are on display some unbelievable etchings by Giovanni Battisti Piranesi, the "Rembrandt of Architecture", 1720-1778, called "Imaginary Prisons". They are big- about 18" x 32" - and portray the interiors of great masonry buildings- prisons- with arches, immense columns, stairways. Also I saw "The Adoration of the Magi", Botticelli; Self-Portrait; Lorenzo di Credi; Venus with Mirror, Titian, Madonna and child, Philippo Lippi; Girl at Window with Duenna, Murillo; and many wonderful things by El Greco, Renoir, Gauguin, Goya, ---. At 6 my feet were in bad shape, and I started home. I stopped at the French restaurant for dinner- mushroom omelet, with soup sauterue (from Portugal- not so good as ours); and now I am reading a detective story "Farewell my Lovely".

I received your first letter, but no others.

Your

Paddy