WHO'S WHO IN AMERICA (Vol. 21) 1940-1941

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FORD, Julia Ellsworth. (Mrs. Simson Ford), author, & N.Y. City, Apr. 6, 1859; d. James Edwin and Julia Augusta (Brown) Shaw; ed. Mrs. Williamose's Sch., New York; m. Simson Ford, of N.Y. City, 1882; children—Ellsworth, Julia Lauren, Hobart. Author: King Solomon and the Fair Shulhamite, 1908; George Frederick Watts (with Thoeme W. Lamont), 1908; A.E.—A. Note of Appreciation, 1909; The Miss. play prod. Little Theatre, London, Eng., 1913; Imagina, 1914, 2d edit., 1925; Snickerty Nick; play for young people, prod. at Heekescher Theatre, 1919; Pan and Santa Claus, 1925; Sequences (novel), 1929. Established, 1934, Julia Ellsworth Ford Foundation and annual contest for encouraging literature for the young. Home: Rye, N.Y.

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COPY OF LAUREN'S LETTER

Dearie Mother:-

I am writing with a sunset on pure snow with a
frozen crust and a bright sunset. The children(Satur-
day)have been skating all over the lawn and hillside,
the ice crust is so thick. All day I have been paint-
ing as all these days in a joy of work laid out and
ready to go two feet and a half by one foot out of
3 3/4 by 2 1/2 are done. The foreground which is the
hardest, barely laid in. I am working with unusual
intense fervour and joy as the weather has turned so
hard--so cold--so slippery that I don't think we shall
get interrupted. The picture as you see is very big
and takes up a lot of my studio. There are also three
sets of birds all resting. Two sets of canaries, and
one pair of society finches. I don't know where I
shall put them when all the babies come out but the
room is full of sunshine and all the birdies are sing-
ing. Fanny is fine. Young Nancy Wayne is here, doing
a translation from Latin and Greek for some intellectual
French Padré. Dora and Geoffrey are well and full of
life and they have a pair of erstwhile school teachers
doing their housework.

Now all of this is owing to you. If it weren't for
you Mother I shouldn't know how to paint. I couldn't
run this huge(18 nuns, no less, and five of us here
at my house and a lot of the Stone livelyhood come out
of your generosity). This Mother dearie--if you never
sent me a birthday present--is tremendous and joyfully
appreciated and ceaselessly realized--even if you did-
n't send me a birthday present. As it was it was the
most colossally appreciated birthday present imagin-
able. Now dearie that is always so--always and always
and I am grateful with a big love. And you know how to
send people what they need, and that indeed is a very
very good present, and those who think money is not a
real present must not know what to do with it. To sit
down and make out one's checks without fear of over-
drawing is a great pleasure. And now so that I don't
stop this letter Fanny and Nancy are getting the supper
and I am sitting at the kitchen table and there is a
coal fire in the stove and the soup is boiling and rice
is double boiling and we send you love and much
thanks.

Love,
Lauren

(February 27, 1950)