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October 1, 1893.
My dearest Jane:
I have meant to write to you every day since I arrived, but you can imagine that I've been busy. Your letter was so sweet,-thank-you for it. How I wish you were up here. I haven't any one to talk to. I don't know where to begin to tell you of my doings here. In the first place, I have passed all my exams and expect to be formally admitted to the Sophomore class to-morrow. Vassar is perfectly lovely. How I wish you might have a chance of enjoying it, too! You will be surprised to know that I do not room with Louise and Bessie, but with Mollie Leverett. There are two main
I wish I could get acquainted faster up here. The girls are so charming, but I'm afraid I feel a little shy, not being used to not having any body know me. And the teachers are so lovely. One comes into so much closer contact with them in living all under the same roof. We have been receiving a great many calls since we’ve been here. The girls come very formally with their card-cases and leave their cards with the number of their rooms upon them. All the new girts have to go to call on all
I don’t see as much of Louise and Bessie as I'd like to. They are so far away, and we are all busy flying around all the time tho’ I don't nearly so hard as I did my last year at Packer. Each of my five studies I recite
Mollie makes a lovely roommate. She is very popular up here. Gets acquainted so easily. She has only one fault, and that is that she has such poor taste in room decoration. That fault rather grates on me sometimes, but in everything else she is a darling. I wish I had her charm of manner. But I guess I’ll get along better after I get over the first strangeness. This is strictly private. As it is, we haven't much furniture, and I think some things might be better arranged, and I wish I weren't weak-minded enough to want a pretty room.
I haven't time to tell you any more. Only will you do me one favor. Will you go to Miss Thurston and make her hunt up the missing link of my gym suit. I'm sure she could find it if she looked. Don't on any account send me yours, for I really never would have asked
Your writing from the Dakota gave me a little bit of the blues, too, to think that you and I would never have the old good times there again. How many things are over that we used to enjoy, so much,- and chiefly, the Dakota and our Greek class, I can't imagine Aunt Hennie anywhere else. She may be very sure that I often think of her. Have you seen Maud, and were you at Packer on the opening day?
Give much love to all your dear ones,
With a bushel of hugs for my chum
from Winifred.
Winifred Kirkland '97 to Jennie S. Liebmann, Brooklyn, N.Y.