April 27, 1873.
Dear Papa and Mamma,
Immediately after hearing of your accident I wrote you a letter,
which tonight I find unaent In my desks another case of my unpardonable
negligence. I am so very, very glad that you escaped with no very serious
injuries; but for some time I was exceedingly anxious lest, as is usually
the case, you had both made out your injuries less than they really were.
But Carrie's letter has relieved me greatly, and makes me hope that very
soon my own dear Papa and Mamma will be all well again. Woman like, it
would be a great comfort for me to have something to blame but nothing,
la this ease, remains but to Inveigh against the badness of horses In
general. Great cause for thanks have we, though, at this as at all times,
for we have certainly been greatly blessed.
Several days ago I received aa invitation (complimentary of course)
from Frank Whitman to seme sort of a Junior (his class) exhibition at
Browa University. It makes me the possessor of a very pretty monogram
which as I am not making a collection Is of no use, but otherwise is merely
a trouble to me. For I must acknowledge the receipt of it, of course, and
I have not the least desire, or idea how, to do It. The heading of a letter
to a stranger always "stumps" me. (O dear, I have writtea slang; please
pardon me!) Whether to address it Dear Cousin, Dear Frank, or Mr.
seen
Whitman. Having^the youth but once and then for very few moments, it is a
difficult problem to solve. By-the-way while speaking of that branch of
cousins, I can tell you that Carrie Norton's health is very poor, and she will
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not return to Vassar until June) she intends to study some at home and
thus try and keep us with her class. Until this year I had never heard
that she was not perfectly well, but this winter she went home and remained
some weeks, and now again she Is compelled to stay away. I hope she will
be able to finish the course} since It only takes her one more year to gradu-
ate, it would be a pity to have to give it all up.
It is so odds way last October, I wrote to Mr. Swenson for some
money which he sent Immediately, yet the letter did not reach me. In Janu-
ary his letter was returned him and he then sent it to me. It contained an
invitation to come some time and make them a visit, so, of course, I then
answered it} there the correspondence ended until day before yesterday
when I received a letter from him saying that he had Just then rec'd my
letter dated Jan. 21. This letter also contains an invitation to come and
see them (indefinite?) which of course amounts to nothing so long as it Is
not confirmed by any word from his respected lady.
Aunt Maria Robinson writes me that she and Uncle expect to be in
New York city about the 6th June, and hopes that I can meet her there. U
I come home before the close of College this would exactly agree with my
plans, and give me the pleasure of seeing Aunt, If I could go down to N.Y.
a day before starting for home. Aunt could also assist In any purchases
I must needs make.
Founders Day comes on Tuesday, when guests are here in abundance.
I wish you could be here, tho1 nothing very fine could be promised. We
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merely have a lecture, this time by Phillips Broaks, a collation, and
promenading until bedtime. But I suppose Mamma is still confined to
her chair; what do you do for amusement? play besique?
Aunt Juliet writes me that they are again settled in pequenock,
and things are going on much as usual. She seems much disappointed In
the lateness of the spring* At last all eur saew is gene, aad we hope that
our snow storm of the 22, is the last ef the season. A few little hepatlcas
have blossomed In mild comers, but they are the enly signs ef spring life,
unless, it may be, the appearance of huge turtles and seme frogs eggs.
Some of the latter we are hatching in eur parlor, hoping te see them
transformed from tailed aad gilled tad-poles into promising young frogs.
Shall try aad write you again this week, and look forward anxiously to the
next mail whieh may bring a letter telling how you are getting along.
Lovingly Julie
(Julia M. Pease, '75,