Dec. 1, 1913
306 Main Hall, V.C.
Mother, dear -
Needless to say, the train was jammed, crammed full - people stood up completely blocking the aisles until way past 125th st. - finally two extra cars were put on and the mob somewhat thinned out. I sat with Freddie, Priscilla Galt and her room-
I’m now sitting up in bed with my French prose open before me - if I can manage to get that done before the sandman becomes too insistent I shall be thankful - I did my
Not an atom of mail did I find in my box! I’m going to take to writing myself in about one more week -
I have a Hyomei-ed [l’id’b’y] pinned on my nightie and the inhaler in my patty!
Mrs. B. O. Tilden
291 Westminster Rd.
Brooklyn, New York