[from the Biltmore? Madison Avenue at 43rd Street, New York City. Note from Cliff 2/1/46]
Friday night
Dear love:
I have arrived in New York in good shape. The Conants bad to go to a banquet last night and I had dinner with Dean Buck- also Bright W., EJ Cohn, Edsall, Lamb, Fieser, and Van Vleck- at the Soc. of Fellows. Our commitee met today- not very exciting- and then lunched with Conant. We visited the mineralogical museum, and I talked with Bright a while before having to leave to catch the train. All is going well- I've read the Guggenheim digests carefully.
Everyone sends love to you, including your Paddy
Tomorrow I'll see Moe. I've just arrived in New York- 10 P.M.
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Feb 2
Saturday night
Dear love:
Our first Guggenheim meeting has gone along well. Moe, Wallace N., Dr Sabin, & Louie Wright were there. Aydelotte is in London, and EB Wilson in Glasgow- he has been retired at Harvard, and has a lectureship " " [in Glasgow]. We had lunch together, and dinner (except Miss Sabin).
I asked Moe's advice about the Eastman Professorship. He thinks it is wonderful, and he recommends our suggesting going over at Christmas. (He is Treasurer of the Eastman Trust.) He said AH Compton was E.D. for only two terms, and someone else for only one. He said that the house, now in bad repair after the Fishers has it during the war (renting our some rooms, too), will be repaired this summer; it is somewhat better in heating and baths than the usual English standard, and has some nice furniture, also plenty of room for the children and guests. He thinks that the Trust may provide servants- possibly we have to pay their wages. I think that we should plan on going about Christmas.
Louie is feeling grumpy because the Huntington trustees may get in a stuffed shirt as director; he feels that they are now getting along better than with one, and saving money.
Last night I was worried for a few minutes. After finishing my letter to you I opened my smaller bag- and it wasn't mine, but one very much like it, which I had picked up by mistake! I rushed back to the station (just next door to the Biltmore) and there, at the Pullman Lost & Found was my bag! Love to all
Paddy