Monrovia, Liberia

August 1, 1934

Dear Marge:

It has rained for twenty-four hours and it will probably rain for another day or so but I do not care because it is very cool out and I need not go out in the rain.

I have no radio here because they are not a success. All sets are short wave of course, and because the electricity is poor they are battery sets. There is very much interference and only certain times of the day can you get out - so I refuse to indulge because if there is anything I hate it is a radio that has to be monkied with and pampered.

Today I saw the funniest thing - about sixty or more native women came down the street singing a refrain with a tom-tom rythm. They were doing a shuffling dance in the pouring rain with their clothes pasted to them as if with glue, and apparently having the time of their life. This is a funny country.