[Letter 20] Hotel Metropole Brussels, Belgium March 20, 1933 Dear Folks, Well, here is the last letter of the TRIP ABROAD series. The safest way to describe my feelings is to say that I am sorry as you are. I have enjoyed keeping you all informed, especially as I received from time to time such very warm expressions of appreciation -- greater, I think, than the letters merited. The letters were read regularly by about 55 people and sometimes the number may have run to 75 or higher. Bill regularly mailed his to Corinne, so that his letter did duty for nine readers, and my brother Henry's letter reached even more folks. When I think of Mary's aggregation I give up: I have no adding machine. VENICE . I have told you of the charming and restful nine days we had in this unique city. There should be mentioned our visit to the glass-blowing factory . The men demonstrated the making of a beautiful Murano vase. You all know how beautiful and expensive this ware is. We bought
[Letter 19] Pension Seguso Venice, Italy March 9, 1933 Dear Folks, Among the Florence incidents not mentioned, our visit to the Synagog deserves a little space. Dora and I attended part of a Saturday service with the Ehrenfelds [ see letter 18 ]. The Temple is large and beautiful. The walls are entirely covered with Moorish designs in keeping with the Moorish architecture. However, I like my own Temple Ansche Chesed as much or more. There was a choir of boys who were in need of a good music teacher. The women sat in the balcony screened by an iron grill. As we came out of the temple, Dora met a Mrs Epstein, prominent club-woman of New York, and they almost fell on each other's necks. On Friday evening the Ehrenfelds came over and then we stepped out into a nearby cafe. We enjoyed the music and the local color; we can get better coffee in New York. We chatted cheerfully. The next day, March fourth, we said "Goodby" to Florence and were off to Venice -- a five