English Class -
Dearest Mother -
School has begun again in earnest - classes, topics, gym - work and all. Wednesday afternoon I went to gym. And have been so lame ever since that I feel as if I were at least eight-five years old. Every muscle of me aches - but I suppose it won’t last long - hope not anyway.
Will you tell Margery that the girls all like my chain that she made, very much. Quite a number of them have spoken about it. My suit finds great favor in the eyes of the college-world, also -
Gladys Lyall asked me what I was going to do about the semester’s vacation yesterday and I told her I hoped to go to N.Y. although I hadn’t as yet gained your permission to do so. She’s going to Brooklyn herself and wants me to very much. I do hope you’ll consider it. It seems to me that I would stay at the Martha Washington with Dorothy one night at least - and with Emma Dix one night and with Uncle Joe one - I don’t know yet how many days I’ll have free for the examination-schedule hasn’t yet been posted.
I have on the tailored waist, suit skirt and heavy blue coat this morning. The waist fits very well, I think. I haven’t worn a stiff collar for so long that it feel rather queer - but it looks neat and that’s half the battle, I suppose.
There is to be a grand concert-recital by some opera-singer tonight. She is a “colorature” soprano - whatever that means - one of the girls suggested that
I wish Evelyn could enjoy some of the skating that I think we’re going to have soon. Cold weather set in with a vengeance yesterday and the lake is rapidly freezing. There has been a new lake made by damming up a brook at the back of campus - that’s quite shallow so we’re hoping for skating there this afternoon. Must trot now - bell has rung.
10 1 30 PM
Mrs. B.O. Tilden
The Gregorian - 710
High and Park Sts.