Dear Mother and Father:
I just put in a morning in the libe and shall return now for another four hours. I certainly am not spooky, Father. The only regret I have is that I didn't come back several days sooner. The ideal thing would be to have my three psych topics out of the way, as well as J and French Rev--then i could enjoy the spring.
Got a wedding invite from Henrietta Butler for the twenty-fourth, Monday night. I can't make it--but I certainly would love to.
Otherwise nothing new, except that I got a voluminous letter from Lucy this morning. She has broken her record.