This weekend Mabel Watson Payne is attending a wedding with her parents down the coast. She is enjoying the sea air and a crowd of new admirers. I am using the time to work on her Christmas frock (there should be another progress-post soon concerning this couture endeavor) and am beginning to organize the extensive job of wrapping her Christmas presents. But in the absence of her beaming countenance here in San Francisco I have also taken some time to go through a big back-file of pictures taken a couple of weeks ago, since I only put up a few of the sharpest here at the time. We will now indulge ourselves in viewing a few of the less sharp.
