The train, as usual, is a half-hour late. I walked down right after break-fast, inasmuch as the cars are still running by fits and starts.
I worked in the lib-rary yesterday afternoon. I had a long French composition due, and we were told to read for English for two hours, so I could not cut it down any.
Last night I heard
It seems ridiculous to send a letter worth as much as this special delivery, but I guess when one's Father is a baby, one has to please said baby. Not so?
Wishing you the same,
I sent yesterday's letter special, too. That is cheaper than a telegram from