Thurs morn.
Dearest Mamie
This is merely to show that I’m still alive -- though I’m so tired I’m not sure whether I’m alive or dead. I haven’t stopped work except to eat and sleep since Monday morning. Work has just sprung up all of a sudden in the form of essays, analyses, translation etc till I’m nearly finished. German is being the finish of me. I can’t sleep for thinking about it. I guess your blues must have been out of sympathy for mine. Well, you’ll hear from me on


Sunday when I’m rested and can write you a nice letter. Did I tell you how much I liked the Easter Card? I love the Fra Angelico Angels.
Slews of love
Peg.


Nothing, Tired
POUGHKEEPSIE, N.Y. APR 16 930AM 1903
Miss Shipp
1010 N. Delaware Street
Indianapolis
Indiana


INDIANAPOLIS, IND.
APR 17
1230PM
1903