Vassar College
April IT, 1871.
Dear Papa,
Yesterday I was very busy and did not find time to write my
usual letter koine, and now before dinner I will scribble a few lines to
send you that you may not feel anxious about me. Perhaps when X tell
you what I was doing yesterday you may think it not a sufficient reason
for failing to write. I had commenced "Hypatia" and becoming very
much interested I did not like to leave it. For the afternoon I arranged
myself comfortably on the bed and was enjoying myself heartily when
Carrie Norton came to make me a visit. Her visits in length resemble
those of old Mrs. Alford of Foqulnock and her tongue goes almost as
ceaselessly and to as little purpose as that of the worthy lady herself.
I yawned repeatedly, was much astonished that she was not on her bed
sleeping away the Sunday afternoon, but it was of no use--she did not
leave me until It was time to dress for tea. After tea there was prayer-
meeting to attend and two or three visits to make, and by the time I was
through with them I had to prepare for bed.
The weather has changed within the last few days. It has been so
warm that we thought summer was really here. Today however when we
went down to row we had to wrap up quite warmly. We have a nice little
bouquet of sweet violets in our parlor now, these having blossomed in the
open air. The flower beds are beginning to look very pretty and gay with
hyacinths, myrtle and some tulips.
Mies Lyman 1 find a very sweet girl and I feel almost as much
alone as if she was not with me.
Flease excuse this short letter (it is longer now than Carrie's
to me are) and accept much love for yourself and Manama and Carrie.
Ever your
loving Julie.
(Julia M. Pease, *75,