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Dear Mother, Father, and Pete:
Received your wire this morning and answered it right after lunch. I really don't know what there is to wire about anymore, and thought perhaps if you spoke to me tonight your mind would be at rest, Father. Never speak to me about worrying anymore! Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm afraid I won't die of pneumonia--this year, anyhow!
I asked Dr. T. if she thought it would be wise for me to go home for a while, and she said she thought it would be the most foolish thing in the world--that it was much too long a trip and I would be running the risk of catching a half dozen new things on the way home. She assures me that everybody else feels just as pepped out. I went to the doctor's office this morning and got a bottle of tonic, and also had my blood count taken. She just compares colors with a chart of assorted reds. She decided that it was 75, and gave me some Blau(?)'s iron pills, 5%, to take one after each meal. I shall do so. I don't want to start getting hyperdermics again--it means waiting for an hour for each one in the stuffy office with all the people who have colds.
I spent the rest of the morning dusting and cleaning my room. It got to be a holy sight in my absence. It would win a prize now. It never has been quite so neat.
After lunch we walked to the Flag with some snapshots, and then i went over to Students' as I had promised to hear the Freshmen debaters. Their spokers were to be picked this evening. They are unbelievably good. I think they are better than any varsity team that has existed since I am in college! I just stayed for an hour, and came back to write this. I am going to start my Drama make-up now, and stay in for the rest of the day. I'm afraid I've forgotten how to study.
Mother, I wish you would please send me oneof the white chiffonier covers that I have on the chiff in the little room. My dresser cover with its blue underneath thing hold the dust so that "I feel the need--of a change", to quote Captain Applejack. But please don't go and buy a new one, because I can get along with this, if you haven't an extra one.
I guess that's all the news I have.
Love, Fannie