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Dear people:
I got your letter Just before dinner. Please give my love to Mr. White. Papa has said something about him in every letter he has written. It's too funny. I meant to keen a diary this week for you but somehow it's dreadfully hard to do such things. I'll see if I can remember how things went First Monday morning I have two hours to study in before I have any class. Then come hygiene. Its the awfullest class. We all sit there as red as beets and
I nod right thro', the class. We have Miss Dutton who is dreadfully sentimental and takes up so much time telling us interesting facts that we never get thro', the proper amount in our reading. She is very nice and easy however. She hasn't called on me once since the call began. I wonder
why. Perhaps she thinks I would make such a fool of myself that she will
spare me the trial. Kind isn't it?
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Love from
Ruth.
The curtains or chair don't come I don't understand it*