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June 7, 1894.
My dearest Mamma:
You worried, I fear because you did not get my Sunday letter on time. I was so sorry about it, but not until it was too late. In my hurry to get over to my exam Monday morning I forgot all about letters and everything else. Now I can begin to collect my scattered senses again,
Friday. Tomorrow has come you see, I am waiting for the breakfast bell to ring. (Please take note of the fact that I am waiting for the bell). Yesterday afternoon I let "cramming" go to the winds and accepted an invitation to go with a party (18) of girls Into one of the girls homes. She lives just out of Po'keepsie In a most beautiful house, full of rugs
the gate - and the trees arch over it beautifully. We had a little luncheon out on the porch and then our ride back In the barge. We had such a fine time. Will tell you more about it next Thursday. With very much love
Yours
Nett.