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[Addressed to Hotel Traymore]
October 27, 1920.
Dear Mother, Father, and Pete:
My hair is in the process of drying. I did not have time to go out and have it washed, so I did it myself, and when I was through discovered that there is no heat to dry it with.
We spoke on the proctor system in Speakers Bureau last night. There is something decidedly wrong with the system at present. It is a dead letter, really. There is quite a lot of fuss about it, so I hope we will arrive at some effective remedy.
The conference with Miss Salmon was awfully funny. She had something underscored in one of my bibliographies. I asked her what was wrong, and then suggested the way that I thought it probably should be and asked her if that was the way she wanted it. A second later I realized that I had the wrong word, but it was too late. She said, "Want?" Don't you know that I can get along without the topics of any one of you? It is what you want, not what I want".
After the conference I went up to Lucy's room and staid there a while saying goodbye to Mrs. Kaufmann. Then I came back here and fooled around a while in the room of Henrietta Butler, a lehadnichneer from St. Louis whome Lucy seems to like very much. I thought I would see if I could see what Lucy sees in her. Then I went for a lonesome walk around the lake. It was so beautiful yesterday and i felt rather dead and pepless, so I thought perhaps a little unconversational walking would do me good. Then I came back and slept until the dinner bell woke me. I thought of not going down to dinner, but the fact that it was good dessert night made me go down. I went to bed a nine and was more tired today than if I had staid up half the night.
I am ashamed to say that when Millsy asked me this morning to compare time wages and piece wages I did not realize what they meant. The class gave me the laugh.
I saw Miss Landon in Strong last night. She remembered me from lastyear. She asked me how I was getting along in chem and I told her briefly. As she was walking up the stairs she said that she was going to ask Professor Moulton and Mr. Kilpatrick about me. I think that if any more of my kind friends of the faculty ask me how I am getting along in chem I shall have to say "Very well" or I will have the whole faculty inquiring for me.
Four members of the Princeton Speakers Bureau are going to debate the Republican and Democratic Issues this afternoon in Students. I think I shall have to go. Perhaps Albert Kabet will hole forth. Who knows?
Love,
Fannie
October 27, 1920.
Dear Mother, Father, and Pete:
My hair is in the process of drying. I did not have time to go out and have it washed, so I did it myself, and when I was through discovered that there is no heat to dry it with.
We spoke on the proctor system in Speakers Bureau last night. There is something decidedly wrong with the system at present. It is a dead letter, really. There is quite a lot of fuss about it, so I hope we will arrive at some effective remedy.
The conference with Miss Salmon was awfully funny. She had something underscored in one of my bibliographies. I asked her what was wrong, and then suggested the way that I thought it probably should be and asked her if that was the way she wanted it. A second later I realized that I had the wrong word, but it was too late. She said, "Want?" Don't you know that I can get along without the topics of any one of you? It is what you want, not what I want".
After the conference I went up to Lucy's room and staid there a while saying goodbye to Mrs. Kaufmann. Then I came back here and fooled around a while in the room of Henrietta Butler, a lehadnichneer from St. Louis whome Lucy seems to like very much. I thought I would see if I could see what Lucy sees in her. Then I went for a lonesome walk around the lake. It was so beautiful yesterday and i felt rather dead and pepless, so I thought perhaps a little unconversational walking would do me good. Then I came back and slept until the dinner bell woke me. I thought of not going down to dinner, but the fact that it was good dessert night made me go down. I went to bed a nine and was more tired today than if I had staid up half the night.
I am ashamed to say that when Millsy asked me this morning to compare time wages and piece wages I did not realize what they meant. The class gave me the laugh.
I saw Miss Landon in Strong last night. She remembered me from lastyear. She asked me how I was getting along in chem and I told her briefly. As she was walking up the stairs she said that she was going to ask Professor Moulton and Mr. Kilpatrick about me. I think that if any more of my kind friends of the faculty ask me how I am getting along in chem I shall have to say "Very well" or I will have the whole faculty inquiring for me.
Four members of the Princeton Speakers Bureau are going to debate the Republican and Democratic Issues this afternoon in Students. I think I shall have to go. Perhaps Albert Kabet will hole forth. Who knows?
Love,
Fannie
