[21 Oct 1922]

Dear Mother, Father, and Pete:

I had a long letter from Henrietta yesterday. In the same mail I had a postcard from Paris from Louis E. Stern. It took me an hour to figure out who the gentleman was, and finally in the corner I saw written in very small letters, Best Man. That is rather a coincidence. I wonder if he sent a card to every girl he met at the wedding!

I was invited to a tea yesterday afternoon in the Faculty Parlor to meet and hear speak Mr. Mahmud, a Hindu Student of Oxford--the fourth man of those over here. He speak on why we should join the League, and on the Oxford International Association, or League of Youth, of which he is president. He was most interesting. He didn't say anything particularly new on why we should join the League, but I guess there aren't any particularly new reasons, but I did not know anything about the International Association, so I learned quite a bit.

Last night I saw two out of five acts of "The Servant in the House" by Charles Rann Kennedy in which he and his wife, Edith Wynne Mathison, acted with members of the Bennett School of Milbrook. They gave it in Students' for the benefit of Lincoln Center. I stayed till ten, then my boredom got the better of me.
I slept till nine-thirty this morning--I must have thought it was Christmas vacation. Anyhow, it felt good and it was a wonderful sleep. So I'll work this afternoon instead.

I had a long letter from Helen Reid yesterday. She is most enthusiastic about Radcliffe and her work. She coaxed and coaxed, for the second letter, for me to come up for a week-end sometime. I don't think I will this semester--maybe I will next.

Please, oh Please, telephone for my fur-coat. It is getting awfully cold. I think I told them to send it Oct. 25, but there is no sense waiting till then.

Otherwise I know nothing, except that I am glad you are taking care of yourself and not hurrying too fast in the process of getting around.

Love,

Fannie


I wish you could see my room--I fall more in love with it every day.