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Dear Kate,
I received your dear good letter the early part of last week, and my first impulse was to sit right down and answer it, but there were other things to be done, and for one reason and another have put it off until now, and have now only a few minutes before the warning bell will sound, and I shall have to leave my letter in order to get our lights out by ten o'clock, but we girls have got so expert that we can make almost all our preparations for retiring in the dark. I trust to you almost entirely for news of all that is going on among the girls, as Mamma of course does not know about everything
pleasant to have Alice and Kate here, but they are on the fourth floor and I am on the first, and consequently do not see them a great deal to have any long visit with them. Dear one! The bell has rung and I must stop to take it up and finish it when I can.
Goodnight
Mary.
Tuesday morn.
Here I am writing before breakfast, it is a most beautiful morning, but I should think by the feeling of the air
Tuesday eve.
Dear Kate,
You see from the number of times my letter is dated that I have to write when I can get a few minutes, the warning bell is sounding now and I shall have to stop again in a few minutes, but I am determined to write as much as I can now. One of the girls with whom I have become acquainted Is Laura Bartlett from Binghamton, a cousin of Rev. Wm. Bartlett's one evening when I was calling her she very innocently asked if I was acquainted with Mr. Flanders family,
I commenced English Literature today and think that I shall like it, it is Spauldings. I presume that Mamma has told you that I have commenced German - it is splendid so far; in our French class there are about forty now, but it is to be made smaller before long. Some of the girls have a great time here in dressing up. Saturday evening X believe that there were about forty dressed up, one as a
for ginger bread, "and this same teacher has charge of our Literature class, what do you think I shall be when I come from under her charge?
Wednesday eve.
I have not succeeded in finishing my letter yet. One of the girls just brought us a little jelly cake, and candy, which was a great treat she succeeded by writing to a merchant for them and having him send them up. It being against the rules to purchase either.
Received Flora Matson's wedding cards today. My letter Is blotted and looks dreadfull but I have no time to copy it.
loving friend
Mary.