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Pease, Julia M. | to mother, Jan. 1873:

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January 12, 1873
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VC 1875
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Vassar—
Jan. 12, 1872 ^1873,
My dear Mamma,
Again we are here at College, going through the same routine,
eating and sleeping by a certain fixed rule. After our short freedom it
seems hard to begin again, and almost all the girls are sorely afflicted
with that serious maladie, homesickness. I have barely escaped this time,
and can fully sympathize with the poor forlorn ones, doubting not that if
I had been home as they have, I too would be blue. Changing rooms just
at this time comes rather hard, for none of my present roommates are
very sociable

 


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and it will take some time for me to feel at home on this
third corridor, always having lived on the fourth. But I like my room very
well. It is an outside bedroom, giving us plenty of light and air, and the
advantage of sitting up after the retiring bell. The parlor is a model one,
in regard to keeping rules and study-hours. I myself being a "black sheep"
in that respect. Not that I break rules intentionally, but when they interfere greatly with my comfort I confess I do.
The cold weather which you have been so long enduring seems at
last to have settled down upon us. This morning at ten o'clock

 


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when I took my exercise the thermometer stood at 8° above aero, in the sun. Yet the day is so bright and still that it seemed much warmer. Wrapped up in cloak, furs, veil and leggins I went out anticipating a cold walk, which indeed it was for about ten minutes. We were then driven Indoors by the numbness of our feet, and after getting quite warm we started out again. This time we really enjoyed the walk, and returned as warm as after a tramp in the spring. I know of nothing more productive of ill temper than cold. But do not think that we are almost freezing.

 


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We are good for many winters yet.
I saw in the paper yesterday the notice of the death of Gen. Carleten
in Texas. There can be no doubt, I suppose, that it Is the one whom Carrie
wrote me she saw not long since. If Annie Ansley really felt any affection
for him, and she must, else how could she think of marrying an old man
not particularly rich, she is much to be pitied—but she Is not a girl to
grieve very long for any man.
Aunt Maria went to Albany last Tuesday. Mary Eldrige came on as far as A. with Aunt. The Eldriges are very poetic, so I am not amazed
that Mary is particularly charming

 


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to me. Aunt Maria has promised to come down

 


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very soon to see me, Lovingly—