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April 24th

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Dear Daddy,

 

Spring has come again! You should see how lovely the campus is. I think you might come and look at it for yourself. Master Jervie dropped in again last Friday – but he chose a most unpropitious time, for Sallie and Julia and I were just running to catch a train. And where do you think we were going? To Princeton, to attend a dance and a ball game, if you please! I didn’t ask you if I might go, because I had a feeling that your secretary would say no. But it was entirely regular; we had leave-of-absence from college, and Mrs. McBride chaperoned us. We had a charming time – but I shall have to omit details; they are too many and complicated.

 

Affectionately,

Judy

 

 

May 15th

 

Dear Daddy-Long-Legs,

 

The accompanying illustration is hereby reproduced for the first time. It looks like a spider on the end of a string, but it isn’t at all; it’s a picture of me learning to swim in the tank in the gymnasium.

The instructor hooks a rope into a ring in the back of my belt, and runs it through a pulley in the ceiling. It would be a beautiful system if one had perfect confidence in the honesty of one’s instructor.

I’m always afraid, though, that she will let the rope get slack, so I keep one anxious eye on her and swim with the other, and with this divided interest I do not make the progress that I otherwise might.

Very changeable weather we’re having of late. It was raining when I began and now the sun is shining. Sallie and I are going out to play tennis.

 

A week later

 

I should have finished this letter long ago, but I didn’t. You don’t mind, do you, Daddy, if I’m not very regular? I really do love to write to you; it gives me such a respectable feeling of having some family. Would you like me to tell you something? You are not the only man to whom I write letters. There are two others! I have been receiving beautiful long letters this winter from Master Jervie (with typewritten envelopes so Julia won’t recognize the writing). Did you ever hear anything so shocking? And every week or so a very poorly epistle, usually on yellow tablet paper, arrives from Princeton. All of which I answer with business-like promptness. So you see – I am not so different from other girls – I get mail, too.

Did I tell you that I have been elected a member of the Senior Dramatic Club? Very recherche[4] organization. Only seventy-five members out of one thousand. Do you think as a consistent Socialist that I ought to belong?

There goes the gong for dinner. I’ll post this as I pass the box.

 

Affectionately,

J.

 

 


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