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� Oct 11. 1929(?) Dear Mrs Eckstorm After reading your letter I was prepared to order a war bonnet and a pair of moccasins and join the merry throng of Abenaki conversationalists. As a contribution to the gayety of the bunch I enclose an ancient copy of my excursion up the River Agamenticus. I submit it to your polite and discriminating taste as from one who knows it, beginning to end. It begins in York, is seven miles long, is a narrow tidal river, drains nothing, is a meandering thread at first and fairly sizable as it enters the ocean.