Dear Mother, Father, and Pete:


The grind continues. I am progressing quite well.


I have just been singing the glories of Alaska to a girl who hopes to get there this summer by taking a job as a camp Counciler on Puget Sound, and using her railroad pass to get there.


Freshman take-offs were last night. Some of them were excellent.


And now I shall return to the Libe.


Love,


Fannie


May 10.