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April 10, 1871.
Dear Papa and Mamma,
Your letters of the—I was going to tell the date, but looking at them find there is none and nothing on the envelope even—came today, and I sit down immediately to write you and try and dispel the fears which one of my letters seems to have awakened in you. I do not remember having written home a very desponding letter. It must be that your love increases any [crossed out] complaints that I may have made until from very small things they
This little vacation has rested me and I am ready to begin work again on Wednesday. I begin to hate that letter which has made you all feel so anxious about me. Was I angry at my Latin teacher, or at the Steward for not giving us better things to eat? It must have been one or the other because those are my great troubles. Don't say any
Little Miss Lyman, who has been rooming across the corridor from me, has only just gone out from my room after offering herself to me for a roommate. Of course I said I would be glad to have her come, but not from the bottom of my heart. I am not willing and can simply endure
your daughter Julie
[Julia M. Pease, '75]