Woodrow Wilson to Jessie Woodrow Wilson Sayre

It was a real delight to get your letter, and every line of it interested me. There is a chill, keen rain out of the East here to-day, and I am going to give myself the pleasure of telling my dear little girls what a lovely spot I am in, and how much I am enjoying myself. If I only had dear mama and my sweet little daughters it would be quite perfect.

I have certainly had variety enough this summer. At Clifton there was a coast of a novel kind to me: rocky and wild by nature, and yet built close with scattered cottages and little towns like a continuous settlement. It seemed strange to turn a corner from a crowded railway station and walk straight out upon the very beach of the ocean. I went into Boston a number of times: it was near at hand and convenient; and each day when I came back there was fresh surprise in going through a little suburban village street to a cottage whose piazzas stood almost like a deck upon the edge of the sea.

At North East Harbor, where I visited the Morgans, it was different. There you had the elegant summer resort: no village, but scattered, comfortable homes, and fashion galore: more elegant equipages and fashionable people than you could count; and so much going on all the time that there was chance neither to think nor to rest. It was all very entertaining and delightful for a little while, and the Morgans were as kind and hosipitable as possible; but more of it would have worn me out. It was a farster pace than one cares to go at in the winter. Two days of it lteft most refreshing memories in the my mind: four days of it might have put an end to me.

After that gay whirl the restfulness of these great, quiet mountains is infinitely restful grateful. I am going home a week from Monday, and I hope I shall be able to take back with me some of the sweet calm of these majestic heights that stand all about usBeth is looking as hardy and fine as possible, and sends a great deal of love to you all three. I wish you were here, much as you seem to be rejoicing in the free life and fun of Lavallette. But there is certainly more for you to do where you are than there would be here, and this cool summer makes the difference between New Jersey and New Hampshire in temperature a thing of little confidence. consequence.

Love without measure to Nell and Margaret and all the dear ones, and as much as you want for yourself.