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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 9/30/19
Text: Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: The tea set came today. I have not yet unpacked it. The books also came from Brentanno's. They are exactly what I wanted. Nothing much new to report today. I played hockey yesterday afternoon, but as there were more candidates than there was room for, I got a chance to play for only one-half hour. I shall play again today at one-fourty-five, and after that a bit of tennis. I have to play off my match of the Freshman tournament before Sunday, and since I...
Show moreDear Mother, Father, and Pete: The tea set came today. I have not yet unpacked it. The books also came from Brentanno's. They are exactly what I wanted. Nothing much new to report today. I played hockey yesterday afternoon, but as there were more candidates than there was room for, I got a chance to play for only one-half hour. I shall play again today at one-fourty-five, and after that a bit of tennis. I have to play off my match of the Freshman tournament before Sunday, and since I cannot play Saturday and you're not allowed to play Sunday, it will have to be very soon. I don't know the girl yet that I am to play. It was not nerve for me to sign up, because all you have to know is how to hold a racket, so the bulletin reads. The hockey went much better yesterday. It is loads of fun, and good exercise, too. I studied last night, and then about nine we had a sort of party, consisting of chocolate and crackers, in the English girls room. Our dinners are substantial enough, but if I don't get to be overly early, I am so hungry that I eat before I go to bed. Perhaps that is a bad habit. It does not make me mak speeches, though, the way Louis did. Miss Thallon sprained her ankle the other day. We had no classes today, therefore. Everybody was saying, "oh, I'm sorry she sprained her ankle, but I'm glad of it, too." I thought possibly I'd get some work done then, but I met a Freshman from strong that I like and she staid around here most of the hour. My room makes quite a hit with every-body. It does with me, too, for that matter. Did I tell you that I passed Miss Smith's door the other day when she and some one of the faculty were having tea, and she insisted on my coming in, too! Pete, don't be too fussy if my letters are undated and unsigned. They have to get off in time for the mail, you know. You always know who write them, and they are post-marked, so what more do you want? Mother, I am taking the medicine as near time as I can. I need it. My food supply has not run out yet, but I will replenish it as soon as it does. The trunks have not been taken from the fourth floor yet. I should like to have seen you when Nick Glick gave you the Glick welcome, Mother. You know he calls cousin Amelia Mother Cohen--he might have tried that on you, too.Mother, my clock keeps good time, but the alarm does not go off when it should. I hate to send it to you before I get another. I hate to be without one. Could you send me one, and then have me send this one back to you? I am gradually getting more used to the work--thank goodness. Otherwise nothing new. Are you coming Sunday, Pete? I hope so. Love, I Was over in North this morning. I should hate to live there. Sept. 30. 1919.
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1922-09-29
Text: September 29, 1922 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I actually managed to get some work done today. We went down town after sixth hour and attended to shades, window-seat, etc. It took a long time. The man who sold us my curtains and stuff Freshman year waited on us. He remembered what I had gotten and managed to match the hangings for the window-seat. We got back just in time for dinner. On the way home I decided to go down to Aunt Bessie's tomorrow on the two o'clock. I have...
Show moreSeptember 29, 1922 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I actually managed to get some work done today. We went down town after sixth hour and attended to shades, window-seat, etc. It took a long time. The man who sold us my curtains and stuff Freshman year waited on us. He remembered what I had gotten and managed to match the hangings for the window-seat. We got back just in time for dinner. On the way home I decided to go down to Aunt Bessie's tomorrow on the two o'clock. I have practically no work to do this week-end, and so I decided that since I really must go down there in te near future anyhow, this was the best week-end to go. I don't want to go next week, as you'll probably be here the week after. So I thought I might as well go while the going is god, and stay for Monday too. It worked last year, so it ought to work this year. I don't want the dress. Received the K. and B. suit. Stuff from Welsh's hasn't come yet. Pete, as I have said before--don't let Harry Levi walk all over you. Get the class you want, and let him go to----. Are there any particular books you want for your birthday, Pete? Let me know, as I don't intend to buy some again that you won't condescend to read, and I may have to, if you don't let me know. R. S. V. P. There is nothing new to tell you. Love, FannieMrs. Marcus Aaron 402 S. Winebiddle Ave., Pittsburgh, PA.Have [we] chafee's a Freedom of Speech? If so, Please send. [env for 29 Sep 1922
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1920-09-29
Text: September 29, 1920. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I was in the room next to mine when you telephoned last night, about seven o'clock, I think it was. I am glad we finally found each other, each others's voices, I mean. Professor Moulton expects us to know many things that I have forgotten. I suppose they will come back eventually, though, because most of the people that I have spoken to seem to be in the same fix that I am in. Professor Mills took our Ec section today. I hope we...
Show moreSeptember 29, 1920. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I was in the room next to mine when you telephoned last night, about seven o'clock, I think it was. I am glad we finally found each other, each others's voices, I mean. Professor Moulton expects us to know many things that I have forgotten. I suppose they will come back eventually, though, because most of the people that I have spoken to seem to be in the same fix that I am in. Professor Mills took our Ec section today. I hope we will always have him. He is very, very interesting. I have a hunch I am going to like that course. We have Miss Dennis (an American who is very good), twice a week in Spanish and Signorita Agostina once a week. We had her today. She talked in Spanish the whole period! It keeps your mind jumping trying to make out what she means when she is talking. I don't think it is going to be a snap course by any means, at least not judging by the speed at which we are starting. I fooled around with Dorothea for a while yesterday afternoon. She has a nice room in Main. I went down to see Miss Smith last night, inasmuch as I had only said how do you do to her before. She was very nice and seems like a different person from last June when she hopped on us. She said that she does not know when she has been as tired as she was then. She told me that Miss Cowley was not yet back, inasmuch as her mother had an accident which just missed killing her. She walked into some dark corner of their place at night and hit her head with all her force. I saw Miss Cowley from the distance today. I have to spend the afternoon reading "The Rescue". It is interesting reading, but I'll never finish it. It took two hours to read a hundred pages. I promised the hairman of Sophomore Party to do some typing for her over the week-end. This is all I have time for today. Mother, doesn't it seem funny to think that I have two professors that you had! And Millsy is anything but an old fogy, too. I wonder if either of them would remember you? How about it? When you send my laundry next week, will you please send along my chemistry problem pamphet[sic]. It is gray paper-bound and I think it is with the school-books and notebooks in the red bookcase by the toy-room door. If you don't find it there, don't bother hunting.
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1922-09-28
Text: September 28, 1922 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Helen said to be sure to tell you, Pete, that she sent the indorsed check to you at 14 Story Street instead of 4, and that you should be sure to go there for it immediately. I had a letter from Dorothy. They are suitably located, with plenty of room for me for Thanksgiving. Hope I can go. Also had a long and enthusiastic one from Helen Reid. She is to be in Edmonds Hall. Elizabeth and I walked some Freshmen out to the Cider Mill yesterday....
Show moreSeptember 28, 1922 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Helen said to be sure to tell you, Pete, that she sent the indorsed check to you at 14 Story Street instead of 4, and that you should be sure to go there for it immediately. I had a letter from Dorothy. They are suitably located, with plenty of room for me for Thanksgiving. Hope I can go. Also had a long and enthusiastic one from Helen Reid. She is to be in Edmonds Hall. Elizabeth and I walked some Freshmen out to the Cider Mill yesterday. The weather is glorious, the place has been all fixed up, and altogether it was delightful. In view of that, we repeated the walk today with Helen. I find loafing like that much easier and much more like my summer occupations than working. It takes terrifically long to get anything done, but I ought to be back in the way of work by next week, I should think. I was with Jane for a while yesterday. She was quite grown up in appearance since last year, and she is prettier than ever. But of one thing I am sure, and that is that I don't and won't like her roommate at all. She is thoroughly New York and stuck on herself in everyway. I think most of what we see of each other this year will take place in Main. According to your present plans, will you be here two week-ends from now or one? R. S. V. P. There is nothing at all that I want from home, except the stuff from the doctor which he forgot to bring and which you said you would send, but there is no rush for that. Dr. B. is giving me the treatments after chapel. I started yesterday. I left the underwear, handkerchiefs and everything else in that drawer home purposely. I have more than enough here. I like everything about Main except the noisy dining-room, but I guess I will get used to that. Our rooms are perfect. The only thing that I would like would be to have Mart down on this floor, but for many reasons, and all of them good, she thought she had better stay where she is. I think we'll go to town tomorrow in quest of a window-seat and blinds. It may interest you to know, Pete, that Miss Smith said in Drama yesterday that all those who could procure the use of a complete set of Shakeespeare from home or elsewhere, should please do so. Professor Nettleton made a very nice and also witty speech in chapel last night about his desire to know the student-body, etc. He said among other things that after next week he and his wife would have a house in which they could welcome us, that up till now he had slept, or rather tried to sleep, in the Founder's Bed in the Founder'sSuite, and that his admiration for the Founder--particularly for his endurance--had greatly increased! When he started to speak he took out his watch, and he said he did that instinctively, because at Yale there is a very strong feeling that speeches in chapel are unnecessary. He said that once a preacher asked how long he might speak, and pres. Hadley told him they have no time limit but there is a distinct feeling that after twenty minutes no souls are saved! Probably that is old for you, Pete, but I thought it was pretty good. Gossip--Helen tells me that all is off between Leon Falk and Marjorie Klein--that Ruth had succeeded with her mean tongue at last. For particulars inquire elsewhere. Love, Fannie
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1921-09-28
Text: Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: There is othing much to write after my exhaustive letter of yesterday. Speaking of writing reminds me of the fac[sic] that it would be interesting to get that exhaustive letter which you have threatened to write twice, Pete. I hope it is not going to be like the one which you never wrote about your visit to Princeton last year. I met Caroline Ayer today, Pete. You asked me last year if I knew her. Miss Whylie and Miss Ellory give every promise of beoing[sic]...
Show moreDear Mother, Father, and Pete: There is othing much to write after my exhaustive letter of yesterday. Speaking of writing reminds me of the fac[sic] that it would be interesting to get that exhaustive letter which you have threatened to write twice, Pete. I hope it is not going to be like the one which you never wrote about your visit to Princeton last year. I met Caroline Ayer today, Pete. You asked me last year if I knew her. Miss Whylie and Miss Ellory give every promise of beoing[sic] most interesting and of working us like cats and dogs, principally dogs--I believe they work the harder of the two. I don't think I am going to go into raptures over Zoology. How about those dissecting instruments of yours, Pete? Should I buy some? Let me know immediately, as I cannot wait around about it. By the present aspect of things I should say that Ec is going to be the one class that I can let up in, and I am glad that I will have that, because I am not going to have an easy course by any means. I am going to town this afternoon. I shall leave college Friday on the 4:13, arrive New York 6:15, leave Penn. Station at 7, arrive Broad Street 9:18. I believe that is right. I'll stay over Monday with you. Received your letter, Father. Love, Fannie September 28, 1921
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1920-09-26
Text: September 26, 1920. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I am glad to know, Pete, that you are comfortably settled in a private bath. Now you can use your vicrola to your heart's content. I did not write yesterday, inasmuch as I telegraphed and was very busy. I unpacked my big trunk and then took a bath and a nap yesterday afternoon. Last night we gave the Freshmen of Davison a reception. It certainly was a funny sensation. I saw Miss Thallon yesterday afternoon. She still knows my first name...
Show moreSeptember 26, 1920. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I am glad to know, Pete, that you are comfortably settled in a private bath. Now you can use your vicrola to your heart's content. I did not write yesterday, inasmuch as I telegraphed and was very busy. I unpacked my big trunk and then took a bath and a nap yesterday afternoon. Last night we gave the Freshmen of Davison a reception. It certainly was a funny sensation. I saw Miss Thallon yesterday afternoon. She still knows my first name! Miss Smith came hurrying up to me yesterday after lunch and she gushed all over me. She was so glad that I was so much better and she said to be sure to take care of myself and not to run the steps unnecessarily, etc. She asked for you, Mother. So did Louise Hewson. When I got up to my room I found a note on my door from Helen. She is in 409 in this hall. She has Elaine Wolf's old room. Elaine is in North this year. I am sorry that she is so close to me, but I guess it will work out all right. Gertrude Allen is here and flourishing. She is more like Dickens' character than ever. I came up to college in a taxi. The road is being fixed. It is torn up all the way to Arlington. I got a little kid to carry my suitcase for me. My wardrobe trunk was delivered last night. The other one is reposing in Main, and will not be brought over until tomorrow. Everything is unpacked except that. I cannot hang my curtains until it comes. We have the new member of the Spanish faculty in Davison this year, also a Swedish and Czecho-Slovak student. The Freshmen look pretty good to me. Do you remember the girl Mrs. Klee told me to look up, Ruth Brandenstein from San Francisco? She has Dorothea's room, and she calls herself Ruth Bransten. My first impression is not good, but I may be mistaken. I would just as soon have the rest of the tribe a few more rooms removed from me. Irene Mott is not coming back this year. She is travelling, and intends to make up this year's work and come back as a Senior next year. I have to go scouting for a gooseneck. Mine was removed during the summer and I cannot get hold of one. I also told Mr. Reid that I would make him a donation (I did not say itthat way) if he would change my bed for an iron-affair instead. I'll get it all right. For one follar he will do whatever you want, and for two he will stand in the hall and call in to find out what you want next. I thought I would split this morning when I came out of the dining room from breakfast with two freshmen and they stood there to let me go out first! I am not used to being a Sophomore yet. I went to see the doctor last night. Dr. T. is in Europe and won't be back for several weeks. Dr. Baldwin will give me the treatments. I am to go this evening. She would have given it to me last night except that she wanted to get a fresh solution of argyrol. Convocation is at eight-forty-five tomorrow. After that come the assignment of classes, as usual. I saw Mr. and Mrs. Kaufmann for the few minutes yesterday afternoon. They had Ruth Lustig with them. I wish you could see how Lucy and Jeannette are rooming with those other two girls. You know the swinging doors in the transepts in Main as you enter, Mother. Well, Lucy and jeannete have two singles on one side of the rood, and these other two girls have two singles on the other side of the door, a little piece down! Mother, Father said I should write to A. Kaufman to congratulate her on her marriage. I disagreed. Should I? R. S. V. P. I have the same P. O. Box and am to share with G. Allen. D.----. Caroline Fay got her first, and got the box to herself that was to go to one of the three of us. It certainly is great to be back and see all the old people. I only hope I'll last this year all right. Everybody asks what sort of a summer you have had, and I have told about six million lies and said, fine. Helen is a very busy young lady. She certainly has more assurance than I had at first. Mother, the pin Father brought home for me is in the lower right hand dresser drawer in my room. Will you please take care of it. It is under the ribbons. Did you call up those three girls? I think I will go and pay some Freshman calls now. Ha Ha! Love, Fannie Please try to get rested and take it a little easy, Mother. Is it possible?
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1921-10-08
Text: October 9, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I have gobs and gobs to tell you, but only twenty minutes to do it in, so here goes. I worked all Friday afternoon and evening on my history topic and got it well under way. We left bright and early yesterday morning for Mohonk. I set my clock for six but it stopped during the night, so I had a great rush to get ready. Jane and I took our winter coats, and thought we were fools in doing so, but from the time we got on the open trolley at Newpalz...
Show moreOctober 9, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I have gobs and gobs to tell you, but only twenty minutes to do it in, so here goes. I worked all Friday afternoon and evening on my history topic and got it well under way. We left bright and early yesterday morning for Mohonk. I set my clock for six but it stopped during the night, so I had a great rush to get ready. Jane and I took our winter coats, and thought we were fools in doing so, but from the time we got on the open trolley at Newpalz, or rather, Nighland, until we got back last night, we didn't take them off. Of course the sun was not out yet when we left, but it was too early. However, when we were about half way up it started to rain, and the whole time we were up there it poured and poured, and coming down it was not raining but it was ice cold and sopping wet under foot so that we could not ride. We went in a party of eight, all very congenial and foolish beyond words. We got a buggy or wagon, or whatever it is called, for eight. We had robes, (horse-blankets) and I was wearing woolen stockings and a winter coat, so that I really was not chilled, although it was as cold and penetrating as winter. Jane and I walked from the ferry back to college so as to warm up and we got back just as the dinner bell rang. Of course it was a shame that the weather was against us, but we had a really wonderful time notwithstanding. Everybody was in good spirits. I am glad I saw the lake and the rest of the scenery Freshman year, because it would be a pity to miss it. It was so foddy up there that we could barely make out the lake. Of course we couldn't get any pictures. We passed the time by exploring the hotel, a good hour's job. It is a wonderful establishment. An amusing thing happened up there after lunch. You know what a staid and proper place it is. A freshman was playing rag-time in the parlor and Grace Parker in my class, whose chief and having almost flunked out Freshman year,--but above all, being very, very well satisfied with herself--, came up to her and told her that they don't allow popular music in the hotel. Grace Parker was sporting a knicker-bocker suit, just for effect. Immediately one of the guests went up for the freshman, and asked her not to pay any attention to G. P.--he wondered whether people thought Mohonk was a morgue, and said that that girl had better learn how to dress before telling other people what to do, that he thought it a disgrace that wardens of Vassar should allow a girl dressed that way to come over there! I left college at eight-thirty this morning with Carolyn Burnham, played our golf match and a few more holes, prac-ticed a little while, and got back here at twelve o'clock. That is pretty good time. it was very cold, and very peppy for playing. My first three holes were very bad, but my game after that was quite respectable. We halved the first two, and from then on I won every hole, so that I had her nine up and seven to go. I do hope I stick on for a while in the tournament. The winner gets a cup. I am going to work all afternoon in the libe. When I got back last night there was a telegram from Jeannette saying that they haven't classes on Columbus day, so she will come up here Tuesday night and spend Wednesday instead of Sunday here. That suits me first rate. Last night we went to the stunt party in Students' which marked the formal opening of the endowment campaign. There has been an alumnae meeting here this week-end in connection with the coming campaign. It was very enjoyable, a repetition of the best things from all last year's performances. I saw Mrs. Keyes in chapel with her husband and daughter--in fact, they were sitting right next to me, that is in the guest seats and I was in my regular seat across the aisle from them. Katharine told me that they would look me up when her mother came up to this meeting, so I decided that I would not go up to them. They are too cold a bunch to suit me. But in Students' they had to get up to let me pass to my seat, and I was afraid she might recognize me, so I spoke to her. Middle name ought to be Refrigerator. She was coldly gracious, and asked to be remembered to you. She introduced me to her husband. He is very good-looking, and very commanding in appearance. I can't hand them too much. Give me Miss Hamilton any day. I was sorry afterwards that I spoke to her--I'm not so hard up that I have to worship at the feet of the mighty, and she surely does act as though she owns the world, and then some. Dr. Wise said that when the face gets rough, to discontinue for a while, but to use cream only on the neck. However, he wants the face somewhat rough--that is his idea. That is why he advised hand-sapolio, and vigorous rubbing. If you haven't asked anyone to the Princeton game and if there is no one that you are particularly anxious to ask, Pete, I'll go with you, but I really don't want you to sacrifice any particular pleasure for me. I know what a good time you had last year, and I don't want to keep you from it by any selfishness on my part. I won't go to both with you, so you ask someone else for Yale. It isn't that I don't want to be with you, but I want you to take someone else. It is somewhat of a rush for me, anyhow, but it is a manageable one. I want you to take someone to the Yale game, not me.I very rarely read the social page of the Times, so I did not notice about his charming friends. I imagine he will be charmed by a great many people before he is through. Your addressing Rauhs as Aarons amused me, because I was just about to hand my telegram to the Messenger Room official when I noticed that I had written Mr. and Mrs. Marcus Aaron! Love, Fannie
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1920-10-08
Text: October 8, 1920. I had a hunch that something would happen that I would not have time to get off a letter of congratulations to you, or else that I would be too busy to do so. That is why I kept mentioning the fact in all my previous letters. It may also interest you to know that I went to the Messenger Room to send you a telegram and discovered that I did not have any money with me. I considered sending the telegram collect but decided you would refuse it, so I had to come back for the...
Show moreOctober 8, 1920. I had a hunch that something would happen that I would not have time to get off a letter of congratulations to you, or else that I would be too busy to do so. That is why I kept mentioning the fact in all my previous letters. It may also interest you to know that I went to the Messenger Room to send you a telegram and discovered that I did not have any money with me. I considered sending the telegram collect but decided you would refuse it, so I had to come back for the money. The reason I missed the mail yesterday was that I accidentally slept all fifth hour and had lab sixth and seventh. I convered very little ground in lab, because it was so long since I had done any lab work that I looked carefully at everything about three times and considered very carefully before I did anything. However, I did just about as much as anybody else. I spent all last night and early this morning arranging my history topic and doing today's ec. My topic took nearer eight hours than six, but the first is one if more experimental than anything else. Next week's topic is to be on a pioneer, or several pioneers. She suggested that we take some man from the country we took for today. I will either take a Frenchman, or some Western Pioneer. Somehow or other, the latter appeals to me more. Our chem lectures are not hard to get. Professor Moulton does not expect as much. He has not the faculty of making things as clear as Windy Gorgas. Gorgas always explained everything, and Prof. Moulton always says, "Just take my word for it". I am tired of asking him why this or that is so, becuase that is always the answer I get. Ec. is still exceedingly interesting. I am not a shining light in it, but then I always am bashful at first, particularly if there are Juniors and Seniors in the class. And then it makes me so mad if a question is asked and I think I know the answer. Nobody answers and the answer that the instructor gives is exactly what I have been thinking! It doesn't pay not to talk when you think you know something. We have two days, that is the time of preparation for two recitations, to read "Kim" and one other work of Kipling. Spanish is still travelling at a rapid speed. It is interesting, but it is not going to be easy. It will take plenty of time. Mother, I think I wrote the other day that the chem book I wanted was a small gray-paperbound book of printed problems. It was originally Lester's property, so it may have his name on it. I'll try to work off some diplomacy on Dr. B. tonight in re-gard to your letter. I have quite a little typing to do over the week-end for Sophomore party. I also have a lot of reading to do and letters to write. It is a known fact that people don't write to you unless you write to them, and it is my turn in almost every case. Helen is existing very nicely. She get's enough specials and telegrams from Jake to make life bearable to her. I have not made out yet whether Miss Salmon makes any pretence of giving a course in American History. As far as I can make out, it is mainly a course in rambling talk about everything under the sun. We are to have conferences with her soon. I imagine that she takes her opportunity then of telling us where our faults lie and how we can overcome them, and by what process we can eventually read every American history book in the library. Love, Fannie.
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: [1922-10-08]
Text: [8 Oct 1922] Sunday night Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I have no idea if this will reach you at home or not. Once Father spoke of leaving Sunday, but your telegram Friday said, "continuing about the same" so I judge that you have not left yet. I had definitely decided not to go up to New Haven, but Mr. Nettleton's offer Thursday night to send us up in his car, (a cadillac) and drive us back himself the next day was too good to worth while. We left at two Friday afternoon....
Show more[8 Oct 1922] Sunday night Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I have no idea if this will reach you at home or not. Once Father spoke of leaving Sunday, but your telegram Friday said, "continuing about the same" so I judge that you have not left yet. I had definitely decided not to go up to New Haven, but Mr. Nettleton's offer Thursday night to send us up in his car, (a cadillac) and drive us back himself the next day was too good to worth while. We left at two Friday afternoon. his chauffeur drove us up--the three debaters, chairman, materials chairman, and Herriet Adams, daughter of Prof. Adams who judged at the Brown debate last year and whose father is Mr. N.'s best friend. She decided at lunch that she would like to go along. Two were going to stay with friends, and Mr. N. arranged to have the other three stay with friends of theirs. They turned out to be Mr. and mrs. Twithcell. He is dean of students at Yale, and she, (Mr. N. told us on the way back) was Catherine Pratt, daughter of the trustee who is Vassar's guardian angel. Their house is beautiful--when you build yours it will have to be like theirs--and they were delightful hosts. They have three entertaining kids, ranging from one to five. That night they were giving their annual party for the Yale boys who hail from the Thatcher school in California--there were thirty of them. She had invited Peggy Bliss, '22, former debate chairman, and two other New Haven girls, but still there was a notable lack of girls. We had to stand in line while these thirty were introduced in turn! My supper partner was a senior, who hails from Pasadena. He listed off a bunch of Pittsburghers at Yale, but unfortunately I didn't know any of them--I guess they don't play golf at Westmoreland! Mr. Nettleton came for us and took us to the debate--told the usher we were the Vassar debating team and we were taken through the reserved seats to the very fist row. They had to move the crowd from one auditorium over to Wolsey Hall, which seats three thousand, and it was well filled, gallery included. Before the debate, one of the Yale debaters came and got us to introduce us to the Oxford men. They appeared very willing to have our debate, but were very much crowded next week and tired out and appeared to be begging off, inasmuch as they were sailing early the next morning. The next day they called up to back out definitely, because of lack of time. The onlg and short of it was that we picked Trade Unionism, and everywhere else except for one that had debated the League--and they did not have time to work up the new subject. They rather coaxed us to do the league, but we did not feel that we had time to get it up. I am very sorry it is not coming off, because we could have wiped them off the stage. They certainly are not wonderful. They have a delicious sense of humor and informality about their debating, a lack of quibbling over small things, and and indefinite haranguing about generalities, not back up by concrete evidence, that is most entertaining. I felt that with my two days' reading, I knew as much about Trade Unionism as they did. I imagine they are infinitely better on the league. Their humor is delightful. I wish I had time to write all the funny things of the debate. The first speaker, Hollis, is a cross between George Franklin and Rankin Furje--the second--Marjoribanks (lord), a Bill Wasser-man, except thinner and as poorly held together as Lucy--and the third, Lindsay [the best], like noone in particular that I know about. In the morning we went sightseeing by shoe-leather express, and left at eleven. Mr. Nettleton drove back. We had lunch at Danbury. We were five hours on the way. Unfortunately it was very misty and wet and painy, so he had to drive slowly. He took the wrong road at Fishkill at the turning where we were arrested, so I was able to tell him he went the wrong way! I enjoyed listening to him very, very much. he is strong for our challenging Princeton--he said he and Hibben are very good friends--not that that is the reason for challenging. I am inclined to think he would make a better predident than our present one. It is dinner-time. Anyhow, Pete, Mr. Hibben never took you touring!!!! Love, Fannie
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 10/7/19
Text: October 7, 1919. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I have never yet written to you in fifteen minutes, but I will see if I can manage it today. Lester wants me to make you aware of the fact that a letter leaving Vassar at 4:20 and Poughkeepsie at 5:30 reaches him in the early mail the following morning. I knew that Lean Stolz had a job somewhere in Europe. Helen Jackson's roommate from Chicago informed me to that effect. The flowers came today. They are very nice, and I think add a lot to...
Show moreOctober 7, 1919. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I have never yet written to you in fifteen minutes, but I will see if I can manage it today. Lester wants me to make you aware of the fact that a letter leaving Vassar at 4:20 and Poughkeepsie at 5:30 reaches him in the early mail the following morning. I knew that Lean Stolz had a job somewhere in Europe. Helen Jackson's roommate from Chicago informed me to that effect. The flowers came today. They are very nice, and I think add a lot to the room, which is already quite an attraction. A peach of a Vassar pillow also came from Aunt Ida. It makes Aunt Hattie's look like two cents, so I may send it home to be kept for a keepsake. It is like Lucy's if you remember hers. Lester, the seal is a foot at the highest point and nine inches at the widest. You know the shape. Yesterday afternoon Phyllis and I started out for a walk since it was too wet any rainy for hockey or tennis. I am not keep about that form of exercise for steady diet, though. We went up Sunset, the rounds of the campus, the circle, and out down the road the opposite direction from Poughkeepsie. We did not get far from college, and there were houses along the way, so we were perfectly safe. The country certainly is beautiful, particularly now that the trees are turning. She came up here, then, partook of some of Mary's cake very eagerly, and staid. She had a lot of work to do, and could only be gone an hor, so we were together from three to five-thirty only. We hashed over Peabody--Miss Breene, Mattie, and Mrs. Manley. It was good, only it was maddening to think that our Latin teachers were not like those. Her mind has been in exactly the same state that mine has been, so i guess that I am not the only one. Her sister's husband has been transferred from Plattsburg, to Columbus, not West Point. Just as she was leaving and I was going down the hall with soap and towel in hand to get a bath, along came miss Cowley. Of course I had to take her back to my room, and she staid till almost dinner time. There flew an afternoon's work. She certainly can talk your ear off. She things te[sic] picture of you on my desk is fine, Father, but nobody else does, so get another. She was looking up her faculty charges. The girl I share a post-office box just brought the hangers over. They came on the eleven-twnety[sic] mail. I am going to play hockey and tennis this afternoon, then work. I had my first class in Sophomore French today. The teacher is French, very French, and new. They are reading the "Chansonde Roland" and we had just finished it with Miss White. The reason that they are reading it, too, is that the course is [changed] from last year's and they did not get it in then. Consequently I have nothing to make up. The hour was passed in reading aloud and in having pronunciation corrected, principally. They also had to give short resumes of what they read aloud. It strikes me that that is a very elementary proceeding for Sophomore French. I understand that they have to translate sometimes too. I hope there will not be much stuff like that, for it certainly is uninteresting. We did not do it with Miss White in the Freshman work. Miss White is very fine, and I thought that she talked just like a French woman until I heard the real thing this morning again. I'll know more of the course later, and if I have chosen wrong I cannot change, so there is no sense in wabbling, as you say, Father. But that is very hard for me. I have worked my head off for English. I can see that Miss Buck is a very unusual teacher, I am afraid a little too good for Freshmen. She told me in the famous interview to stay after class some day to see if I was improving any. So I staid today. She said she would ream my themes over carefully, and let me know the next time, but she thought there was some improvement. There ought to be. But I had never analyzed myself carefully before, not even on Yom Kippur. That seems to be what she expects in English. It is quite different being in a class of intelligent girls from calmly staring in a stupid high school class wothout doing a grain of work. I forgot to tell you that I went to Professor Roselli's lecture Sunday night, only, unfortunately having to go odd campus with Lucy for supper, I missed the first quarter of it. He is a very fine lecturer, and can shoot of English at a great rate. He does not think America is perfect by a long shot. Did he give you that line down at Princeton last year, Pete. Last night we reported to our fire captains for fire instructions. I imagine we will have a drill tonight. North had one last night, and Strong had one early this morning, at least I am told so. I seem to be the only one of this floor and this side of the building that did not hear so. Otherwise I have nothing new to report. One of the Freshman is Davison is to be eighteen, or rather is eighteen, today, so there is to be a bit feed down in her room tonight. We had an age comparison at our table the other night, and I had to give it away. Again I am the youngest! What would it have been last year! Four of them are nineteen, and one twenty. Love, [Fannie] Father, I have not gotten a letter from you for a few days. Is your hand sore? Has Mother learned to typewrite yet?
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1921-10-06
Text: October 6, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Jeannette Fallheimer got my letter but nevertheless she called me up tonight to tell me that she was still coming up, that she wanted to see Miss Sandison and that all she wanted to do was to sleep in my room and have one meal with me. I told her that that was all I had time for, and gave her very clearly [to understand] that I was extemely busy and would much prefer for her to come next week. But she has this engagement with Miss Sandison which...
Show moreOctober 6, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Jeannette Fallheimer got my letter but nevertheless she called me up tonight to tell me that she was still coming up, that she wanted to see Miss Sandison and that all she wanted to do was to sleep in my room and have one meal with me. I told her that that was all I had time for, and gave her very clearly [to understand] that I was extemely busy and would much prefer for her to come next week. But she has this engagement with Miss Sandison which she does not seem to want to break, so it is her funeral and not mine. I will not be able to fool with her, there is no getting around that. Miss Ellory is the last person in the world that I would start out the semester with by handing in a topic late. I wrote to Marse my many reasons for not being able to come down to New York, and told him that I wished he could come up here to play golf with me. I don't imagine he will do it. I would loads rather have him than Jeannette at present. The dissecting instruments came today, I mean yesterday, by special delivery from Albert Cuff. I started out today on my device of combining work for French Rev and J, by reading half of Shailer Matthews' "The French Revolution" and part of the chapter on the ninteenth century in H. G. Wells' "History of the World". Both were exceedingly interesting, and took a long time to read. I think I wrote you that two kinds of introductory psych can be taken, two hours of lecture and two hours of lab or two hours of lecture, assigned reading, and a class hour meeting with Miss Washburn for informal discussion. I was sort of sorry this week that I signed up for the reading, for a very intelligent reason(!) that it is more work, but if all the informal meetings with her prove as intensely interesting as today's I shall not regret my choice. Incidentally, we have our first written quiz in Psych on Monday. We are going to study the Communist Manifesto in Ec now. The course will be interesting, I imagine, if I do a little more work in it than I have up to date. I took a long walk with Helen this afternoon. It was a beautiful day and I enjoyed it tremendously.I saw Miss Hamilton for a minute in the libe today and said goodbye to her. she had her assistant with her, a V. C. alum who goes by the name of Mrs. Van Amie, or some such thing. She is making arrangements for a thoursand delegates this year. George's card certainly is funny. One of these days we'll hear that Harold went to an orthodox service I guess! I meant to tell you, Mother, and forgot, that I left "Peer Gynt" beside my bed in my room. I was reading it the day before I left, and meant to tell you in Philadelphia to put it away. You needn't make a special trip downstairs, you know. And don't chase yourself tired all the time. Miss Smith inquired most solicitously about you. Please take care of yourself. Love, Fannie
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1920-10-06
Text: October 6, 1920. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Tomorrow is the day to congatulate you, isn't it, Pete? I hope I remember. The athletic contest for this fall is on again. I believe I explained it to you last year. The main idea is to see which class gets the greatest number of hours exercise in eight weeks. I don't count against my class, because I have a doctor's excuse. I feel much better today than I felt the past week. It is quite a relief to say the least. I had the...
Show moreOctober 6, 1920. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Tomorrow is the day to congatulate you, isn't it, Pete? I hope I remember. The athletic contest for this fall is on again. I believe I explained it to you last year. The main idea is to see which class gets the greatest number of hours exercise in eight weeks. I don't count against my class, because I have a doctor's excuse. I feel much better today than I felt the past week. It is quite a relief to say the least. I had the treatment last night again. I signed up for Speakers' Bureau yesterday. It is a form of non-academic activity that does not involve becoming too tired or doing something athletic. Besides which, it will help the possibilities of my making debate, highly improbable though my making it may be, and it will also help the possibilities of my passing English Speech. It was erroneouly reprted that Sunday chapel was to count only one cut--it counts as two, as always. I think that is wise, because I don't imagine I am the only one who had it all figured out that you could cut every Sunday and still have some cuts left for exam week. I had intended working on my history topic yesterday afternoon, but after my nap Henrietta Seitner came up and staid quite a while. She is here for two days, and it staying with Edith Lowman. By that time it was almost time for our class meeting, which took place seventh hour. I went over to see Phyllis. Her roommate came back from Europe Sunday and arrived here yesterday. I wonder how much Phyllis is going to like shining by reflected light, being "Beatrice Bishop's" roommate. We then went to the class meeting, where we had some hot discussion on the subject of college rings. You know all four classes voted last year to abolish class rings and to adopt a standard college ring. So yesterday we were fussing over the time in the college course to get the rings and whether or not someone who came here for two or three years and did not graduate was entitled to the ring. Of course I thought that it was not necessary to be a graduate, but a great many thought otherwise. The chairman of the Sophomore Party then told us all about the performance. It is going to be very good. It will take place the end of this month. Have you heard anything from Harriet Aaron about the coat? I know both names are spelled worng, but I am in a hurry. I have heaps of work to do today. Love,
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 10/6/19
Text: October 6, 1919. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I am sorry that we did not get time to write yesterday, but Miss Smith was not around and we had to get a faculty member who happened to be around to show Pete my room, and he could not stay, consequently we could not write. But I had better start at the beginning. I wend down to meet the 11:23 and I went early because the religious multitude crowded the car terribly to go to church. The Old Man was not on the train, so I waited for the 12:16,...
Show moreOctober 6, 1919. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I am sorry that we did not get time to write yesterday, but Miss Smith was not around and we had to get a faculty member who happened to be around to show Pete my room, and he could not stay, consequently we could not write. But I had better start at the beginning. I wend down to meet the 11:23 and I went early because the religious multitude crowded the car terribly to go to church. The Old Man was not on the train, so I waited for the 12:16, which was one half hour late. Then we took the car to the Inn, where we had dinner for a dollar and a half each, which the Old Man paid for. Then we came down here. He did not have to present his pass. He saw my room, left his coat up here, and we roamed about the campus, taking in everything except the chapel, which was lcoked. We also went up Sunset, my first expedition as well as his. He also saw the marble staircase which he seems to remember from Aunt Hattie's time. Then, since it was very hot and we were very tired, we staid in the parlor here a while. Helen Jackson happened to come in then, so she staid a while. Then we went over to see Lucy for about a half minute. I guess it was really more than that. Then we went to the station, and Pete left, and there ends the story. Miss Smith told me this morning what a fine brother I had. It is too bad I am using carbon paper. I did not send any laundry. I will send it Wednesday. I have not gotten any artificial flowers yet, nor have I gotten the hangers. I got the following note in the POst Office when I went for my mail Saturday noon:-- I am writing the Dean's office that you may be admitted to one of the Sophomore literature courses in French--You would better consult a catalogue, make your choice and report it at the Dean's office at once--I should advise you to go to see the person teaching the course you choose as soon as you can to explain the circumstances of your entering the class--telling her that it is on the basis of reading you have already done and a two hour examination (which does not give you credit for 7-8). I hope you will come to see me sometime. Very sincerely yours, Florence Donnell White. So that is the whole dope on the situation. The Dean's office was already closed when I got the note so I could not go over about it till today. There are three courses, development of Poetry, Drama, and Novel. The poetry course I absolutely did not want. There is a French woman teaching the novel course, who is supposed to be good but not stiff. She is new. Then the one teaching the drama course is also French, and supposed to be stiff. I really did not know what to decide between the two. I knew that I reallywanted the novel one more, but I had a feeling that I ought to develop what Marse would call a highbrow taste. The drama course comes after lunch, when I am tired and stupid. I always am--it is not just these first few weeks. The novel course comes the same hour I had French in the morning before. The drama course would have given me four hours two days a week, including an afternoon class on Friday. That did not bother me though as much as the dfact that it was after lunch. So I concluded the course where I would do the best work and enjo[sic] class most was the one to take. Consequently I signed up for the novel course, and I go tomorrow for the first class. Maybe the drama teacher is best because she is stiff, but you told me, Father, not to wobble, and to stick to my decision, so I guess I had better. I went to Miss White a minute before she started teaching this morning, but I got little information from here, that is, I did not know the authors she was talking about. So there is a good deal to learn in both. I hope you are satisfied. Please let me know. Mother, the cake is good, but what on earth you you expect me to do with a whole cake. Even the neighbors cannot help me get away with so much. They thought it was good, though. I have to go at nine thirty tonight to the fire captain's room to get the information about fire-drills. I had to go to the Inn last night with Lucy for supper. She was having two Cincinnati girls with whom she went to camp, Edith Krohn and Eleanor Wildberg. The latter is a pretty nice kid. Lucy called it a party, so I was not allowed to pay my own way. We have a bargain, though, that whenever we go off campus together, it is to be "Dutch." I don't know anything else, except that I am now going for a walk with Phyllis. It is too wet for hockey or Tennis. Love, [Fannie]
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1921-10-05
Text: Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Yesterday was a very full day. Tuesday night Br[??] Lee came up to me and asked me if I knew that there was to be a college golf tournament and that yesterday was the last day to qualify. So after fifth hour she and I made a mad rush for the car, just made connections at Market Street, got out there at a quarter to three, practiced for about three quarters of an hour, played nine holes and had to play quite slowly because the course was crowded, got a lift back...
Show moreDear Mother, Father, and Pete: Yesterday was a very full day. Tuesday night Br[??] Lee came up to me and asked me if I knew that there was to be a college golf tournament and that yesterday was the last day to qualify. So after fifth hour she and I made a mad rush for the car, just made connections at Market Street, got out there at a quarter to three, practiced for about three quarters of an hour, played nine holes and had to play quite slowly because the course was crowded, got a lift back to Market Street with Professor Riley, and just made dinner. It was most enjoyable. I worked last night and got back at ten. I found a note on my dest from Miss Hamilton, saying that she would be up here today, but that she was so busy she was afraid that she would not be able to see me. She is coming up again in November. I got special permission and went over to Miss Ann's to see, but staid only twenty minutes. I could have staid till midnight, but I guess incidentally, she was very busy, too. I got a real thrill out of seeing her. I always do, dor that matter. I certainly am fond of her. She looks better than she has for ages. She promised to write to me before coming up in November and save some time to be with me. The convention like the Bryn Mawr one is to be held here in June and she and her assistant were up to make the preliminary arrangements. She said she would like me to stay over for it--they want some of the college girls to stay. Miss Whylie called me after class yesterday to get my name straight. She seems to have great difficulty with it, so I thought I would follow your suggestion and tell her that you had the distinction of being my mother. (I didn't say that, though) She said she thought she had met me my freshman year, and I said I didn't believe so. She said, "Well, then, that's because [you were] too 'nippy'". I said probably it was because I was too bashful. She then said, "Well, you aren't any more, and you ought to be thoroughly ashamed of yourself for waiting until your Junior year to introduce yourself to me, but I'll forgive you if you come to see me very soon". She went on to say that I handed in a very excellent paper on the characteristics of the nineteenth century, and that she hoped the rest of our acquaintance would be as thoroughly pleasnat[sic] as out first acquaintance, which was through the paper". I was quite tickled, because I was beginning to think that course as beyond my depth. Phyllis wanted me to make a speech in the dining-roomlast night out I told her I might not get back in time and she should get someone else. It was to start out the campaign for the Christian association. I am going to Mohonk Saturday. I am taking Jane Rothschild. I will see that Eleanor Wolf gets there. I may have to take her also, but I am not at all keen about it. I shall see. I wrote to Jeannette Fellheimer if it was at all possible to come next week instead of this week, that my week-end was full and could not be changed. I hope she does so. I consider that too much of a good thing bouncing in on me like that. As you notice, I need a new ribbon. Love, Fannie October 5, 1921Hello Fan! Bet you never expected a visit from me tonight! [I'm] here till Friday [Alll] - at "Miss [Aui's] tea - room" (there are bedsbeside tea!) [but so in this run I may not see you]. Up again in November - Love to you [Jean Haieeelton]
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1921-10-05
Text: Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Yesterday was a very full day. Tuesday night Br[??] Lee came up to me and asked me if I knew that there was to be a college golf tournament and that yesterday was the last day to qualify. So after fifth hour she and I made a mad rush for the car, just made connections at Market Street, got out there at a quarter to three, practiced for about three quarters of an hour, played nine holes and had to play quite slowly because the course was crowded, got a lift back...
Show moreDear Mother, Father, and Pete: Yesterday was a very full day. Tuesday night Br[??] Lee came up to me and asked me if I knew that there was to be a college golf tournament and that yesterday was the last day to qualify. So after fifth hour she and I made a mad rush for the car, just made connections at Market Street, got out there at a quarter to three, practiced for about three quarters of an hour, played nine holes and had to play quite slowly because the course was crowded, got a lift back to Market Street with Professor Riley, and just made dinner. It was most enjoyable. I worked last night and got back at ten. I found a note on my dest from Miss Hamilton, saying that she would be up here today, but that she was so busy she was afraid that she would not be able to see me. She is coming up again in November. I got special permission and went over to Miss Ann's to see, but staid only twenty minutes. I could have staid till midnight, but I guess incidentally, she was very busy, too. I got a real thrill out of seeing her. I always do, dor that matter. I certainly am fond of her. She looks better than she has for ages. She promised to write to me before coming up in November and save some time to be with me. The convention like the Bryn Mawr one is to be held here in June and she and her assistant were up to make the preliminary arrangements. She said she would like me to stay over for it--they want some of the college girls to stay. Miss Whylie called me after class yesterday to get my name straight. She seems to have great difficulty with it, so I thought I would follow your suggestion and tell her that you had the distinction of being my mother. (I didn't say that, though) She said she thought she had met me my freshman year, and I said I didn't believe so. She said, "Well, then, that's because [you were] too 'nippy'". I said probably it was because I was too bashful. She then said, "Well, you aren't any more, and you ought to be thoroughly ashamed of yourself for waiting until your Junior year to introduce yourself to me, but I'll forgive you if you come to see me very soon". She went on to say that I handed in a very excellent paper on the characteristics of the nineteenth century, and that she hoped the rest of our acquaintance would be as thoroughly pleasnat[sic] as out first acquaintance, which was through the paper". I was quite tickled, because I was beginning to think that course as beyond my depth. Phyllis wanted me to make a speech in the dining-roomlast night out I told her I might not get back in time and she should get someone else. It was to start out the campaign for the Christian association. I am going to Mohonk Saturday. I am taking Jane Rothschild. I will see that Eleanor Wolf gets there. I may have to take her also, but I am not at all keen about it. I shall see. I wrote to Jeannette Fellheimer if it was at all possible to come next week instead of this week, that my week-end was full and could not be changed. I hope she does so. I consider that too much of a good thing bouncing in on me like that. As you notice, I need a new ribbon. Love, Fannie October 5, 1921Hello Fan! Bet you never expected a visit from me tonight! [I'm] here till Friday [Alll] - at "Miss [Aui's] tea - room" (there are bedsbeside tea!) [but so in this run I may not see you]. Up again in November - Love to you [Jean Haieeelton]
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1920-10-05
Text: October 5, 1920 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Gee, I hope I remember to congratualate you on your birthday, Petrosky. If not, I do so now. I had a letter from Estelle this morning. She got in all right. I had four classes straight this morning. My changing classes in Spanish gave me a new English Speech instructor. I don't know how I will like her, but I do know that I got the first favorable criticism for an English Speech instructor that I have gotten since I am taking the old stuff....
Show moreOctober 5, 1920 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Gee, I hope I remember to congratualate you on your birthday, Petrosky. If not, I do so now. I had a letter from Estelle this morning. She got in all right. I had four classes straight this morning. My changing classes in Spanish gave me a new English Speech instructor. I don't know how I will like her, but I do know that I got the first favorable criticism for an English Speech instructor that I have gotten since I am taking the old stuff. I spoke for five minutes from the platform of Assembly hall on the work of the Red Cross in peace-time, (without notes). I seem to have gotten away with it. Miss Salmon spent the whole hour discussing the authority of various works. Not much of what she said was directly connected with American History. It made me think of what you have always said about her, Mother. In English we discussed Conrad with particular emphasis on "The Rescue", and as far as I can make out, arrived at no definite conclusions. In Chem, among other things, we got the problem back which we did in class the other day. The old pill returned mine with "Unintelligible" written on it, merely because I did it in Gorgas style instead of in his. I explained after class, although I don't think that helped an aweful lot. After going over to the lab yeserday, we were informed that the lab work did not start until today. I came back and read two thirds of Conrad's "Youth", then went to hear Mr.----Hooker speak in the outdoor theater on why he is a republican. As far as I can make out, he is a republican because it gives him a good chance to knock the Democrats and to call them the scum of the earth. He started to knock the League of Nations and having university professors running the affairs of the country, and Prexie was sitting right in front of him. Week-ends are no longer to count in chapel cuts, and Sunday chapel is only to count as one cut instead of two. We have a class meeting this afternoon. Love,Mother, I am very sorry to announce that I accidentally got some ink on the red gingham dress, which I am sending home to be washed. You have some stuff to take it out, haven't you? Also, I must have sat down in a chair which was still wet with paint. It was supposed to be dry, but evidetly was not, as I discovered several days later when I put the dress on. I am awefully sorry it happened, but there is no use crying about spilled milk. Have Mrs. Madden do the best she can about it, will you please? Is Mrs. Menges back? I am sorry to report that I am not feeling any better than I have been the past week, which is considerably worse than at home. I am taking it very easy to see if that will help. I think it is probably due to the sudden change in the way I have to live here--it is considerably more strenuous than at home, no matter how lazy I try to be here.
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: [1922-10-05]
Text: [5 Oct 1922] Thursday night Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: There is nothing much to tell you--we are working our heads off on the general subject "Resolved that Trade Unionism is Essential to the Progress of Civilization". It is a ridiculous subject, one that allows of infinite speculation, philosophizing, and oratory. From what we can gather, that is their method of debating. The debate has been postponed to next Thursday afternoon--two of them and I will debate the affirmative...
Show more[5 Oct 1922] Thursday night Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: There is nothing much to tell you--we are working our heads off on the general subject "Resolved that Trade Unionism is Essential to the Progress of Civilization". It is a ridiculous subject, one that allows of infinite speculation, philosophizing, and oratory. From what we can gather, that is their method of debating. The debate has been postponed to next Thursday afternoon--two of them and I will debate the affirmative against their third man and our other two. The latest from them is a wire this afternoon saying that they sail Friday morning, and will not be able to make it unless they complete passport arrangements today. It remains to be seen tomorrow whether they have done so or not. Meanwhile we are working like dogs--academic work being entirely outside the question--and having many sessions with Millsy and other members of the Ec department, who have absolutely put their time and services at our disposal. The other two debaters and chairman are leaving tomorrow at one, arrive New Haven at six, and return Saturday morning, to hear them debate on the League. Considering the shortness of our time for preparation and the fatigue of the trip, I have concluded that it is ridiculous to go. They can tell me about it. Will not telephone tonight, as there is nothing to say, and hate to waste the time waiting for call. Please don't leave until you are all right. In haste, Fannie
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1921-10-04
Text: October 4, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I am enclosing my schedule, an enclosure which I received from Pete, my birthday check from Marse which you will please attend to, Father, and a letter which I received from Miss Schroder. Tell her that when i washed the combings, I did not intend taking them out to her to fix, that I have no more, and that she should do what she can with them, as I want the articule that they were to make. Marse announces himself in New York and askes me to...
Show moreOctober 4, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I am enclosing my schedule, an enclosure which I received from Pete, my birthday check from Marse which you will please attend to, Father, and a letter which I received from Miss Schroder. Tell her that when i washed the combings, I did not intend taking them out to her to fix, that I have no more, and that she should do what she can with them, as I want the articule that they were to make. Marse announces himself in New York and askes me to spend Friday night and Saturday with him. It is impossible for Many reasons. "It never rains, but it pours". Jeanette Fellheimer, entirely univited, announced herself by mail today for Saturday night and Sunday. I wrote to her asking her if she could not come the following week instead. She and Mil Gutwillig are going to start out walking, and when they get tired take a train! I have a topic in French Rev due Monday and I have scarcely started it. Moreover, Mohonk is Saturday and I don't want to miss that. So it does not seem as though I will have much time for work as it is. I asked him to come up here Friday afternoon and play golf if he cares to, but I don't suppose he will, and it will suit me just as well, in the pressue of time, if he does not. I am forced to admit that Zo lab was very interesting this morning. I examined a star-fish egg, an amoeba, etc. under the microscope. Did you have difficulty in locating things, Pete, when you first started to use a microscope? Love, Fannie Mother, I cannot send my laundry this week, as Luckey's are all out of cases and so is the college book-store.
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1921-10-03
Text: Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Mother has^- no doubt told you about Philadelphia and will tell you about Woodmere, so, inaenuch as I .have a class In five minutes, I will make this short, sweet, and to the point. By- the way|^ Mother, you mi :ht send me the letter of Pete's which I missedThere is no such one here. I should be Yery.^lacl to go to the ::,ame with Harold under a^^reeable conditions. I don't know what you mean by "due arrangements", but I do know that I would...
Show moreDear Mother, Father, and Pete: Mother has^- no doubt told you about Philadelphia and will tell you about Woodmere, so, inaenuch as I .have a class In five minutes, I will make this short, sweet, and to the point. By- the way|^ Mother, you mi :ht send me the letter of Pete's which I missedThere is no such one here. I should be Yery.^lacl to go to the ::,ame with Harold under a^^reeable conditions. I don't know what you mean by "due arrangements", but I do know that I would not be particularly keen about going over from New York alone, unless such is commonepractice. You knov/ about that better than I do. I ce!.n go out to Aunt Bessie's Saturday night, so Harold would not need to v^orry about cIrnsing me into New York. I am per« fectly capable of going back alone. Another thing, did you induce the invitation? I should not like to so unless the invitation was really meant. Last night after I came baOöc I was up In Helen's room for a few minutes. She asked me what T did while I v/as avmy. I told her I went to Temple Sunday night and Mohcay morning, etcand after I left Dorothy Krolik, about whom I told you yesterday, said to her, "'I didn't know she v/as Jewish!'! I induced the Italian fruit-vender to carry my suitcase to_the car last night. I preferred that to a taxi, inasmuch as I looked the taxis over before deciding./ Love, Pannie October third, I think, but I have not set my calendar yet
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1920-10-03
Text: October 3, 1920. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: The telescope came today. The scrap-book was here when I got here. You ask whom I have in English. I have Miss Peebles. I don't suppose you know her. She is considered very excellent. My rug is all right. I got a goose-neck, that is, it is in the electrician's being fixed, but I have not got it in my room yet. My rug is all right. Estelle got into Smith. I must write and congratulate her. I hope she stays after January as well. Helen...
Show moreOctober 3, 1920. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: The telescope came today. The scrap-book was here when I got here. You ask whom I have in English. I have Miss Peebles. I don't suppose you know her. She is considered very excellent. My rug is all right. I got a goose-neck, that is, it is in the electrician's being fixed, but I have not got it in my room yet. My rug is all right. Estelle got into Smith. I must write and congratulate her. I hope she stays after January as well. Helen is all right. She has only had the dumps once so far, which is more than most Freshmen can say. I believe all the questions are answered now. Mother, do you remember what you did with my thermometer when we packed here last June. It occured to me today that I don't remember unpacking it, and it is well to know where it is in case I should ever want it. I went to town Friday afternoon and walked as far as where the two streets branch out from the Main Stree of Arlington. I walked in from there, too. The track is in good condition from that point in. I bought some fruit at Hicks', left two pictures to be framed, took the material in and ordered a seat from my desk chair, got some shoe polish, etc., got some stuff at the drug store, and did some more odds and ends. It took the better part of the afternoon. Friday evening Mary Heckel and I went to see Miss Cowley, but she was not in, so we left two sweet notes. Then we came up for Helen, and proceeded to get her into a more cheerful humore. That was accomplished by working on her stomach, that is, taking her off campus for some eats. Yesterday I slept most of the morning, and did some work. After lunch I went for a walk. We did not go very fast, so it ought not to have hurt me any. When we returned, we got dressed up and went to the Freshman reception. It was held in Students' this year. I guess it was too cold to have it out in the Circle the way we did last year. The stunts which followed were very good. Our class gave a representation of a girl from a one-horse town starting out for Vassar. Among other things that transpired, her grandmother gives her a boudoir cap to wear in bed on all those days that she sits up in bed to eat the breakfast which the maids bring up on a dainty tray. That brought a general howl. All the rest of the stunts were pantomime. Last night I did some work and had my treatment. I spent this morning reading for English. I finished "TheRescue". This afternoon I took a short walk around the edge of campus through the pine trees, and then i went to the libe and embarked upon my first of the weekly history topics. I am trying to take as my subject the readonds which led to French colonization in America and the reasons which let leter to French immigration. I spent three hours working, and just about half finished it. Those who have had the course say that a topic generally takes about six hours. And now it is time for supper. I expect to spend the evening doing a little Spanish, a little Ec, reading the paper, (I must get the Sunday habit) and typing for Sophmore party. Wishing you the same, Love, Fannie.[enc w/3 Oct 1920] Dear Mother, You have been asking for a report about how I am feeling. So far I must confess that the report is anything but encouraging. The throbs are very much worse than they were at home the last few weeks, decidedly uncomfortably so, in fact. I cannot see any difference in the treatment that might bring it about. She does not use any disinfectant at first, but merely wipes first with cotton that she wets in sterile water. She makes up the argyrol solution herself. Neither of these things could hurt, could they? I took it very easy over this week-end to see if it would help any. It certainly is not encouraging.
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1921-10-31
Text: I don't expect to earn $700, personally!

Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 10/31/19
Text: October 31, 1919. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete. Aunt Hattie's costumes came yesterday afternoon. They are muchly mussed. I shall use the colonial man's costume. Tell her to write me an explanation of the others. A davison Freshman is going as a colonial girl, so she will probably be my wife. I almost sent my riding hat home a week ago, and they I decided I might as well keep it since it did not take up much room. If I wear that, braid my hair and put a black ribbon on it, wear...
Show moreOctober 31, 1919. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete. Aunt Hattie's costumes came yesterday afternoon. They are muchly mussed. I shall use the colonial man's costume. Tell her to write me an explanation of the others. A davison Freshman is going as a colonial girl, so she will probably be my wife. I almost sent my riding hat home a week ago, and they I decided I might as well keep it since it did not take up much room. If I wear that, braid my hair and put a black ribbon on it, wear silk stockings and pumps, it ought to be real cute. I know you don't approve of that word, Pete. The only trouble with the costume is that Aunt Hattie's legs are slightly smaller than mine, and the trousers are somewhat snug. I don't think they will split, though. One of the girls is going as Dr. Thelberg. I hope for the kids sake that she won't be there. Among the other things she is going to carry an egg, with brown paper and straw messed on it. I have forgotten to tell you that every day this week that my laundry came without any stamps last week and the strap was hanging off. The girl that shares post-office box with me had to call for it as a regular package, and lug it over. I was out with Father. Evidently it was not carefully strapped and stamped. It might be lost that way. We had our second class meeting yesterday afternoon at which the final elections took place. I girl I voted for for president was elected. I think she is a fine girl, and she ought to be good, although I don't think that officers of the first semester Freshman year, mean very much. There is to be a Hallowe'en party tonight. I had intended to write letters. I have to write Mrs. Weil a thankie note. Also, was I supposed to have written Mrs. Jackson a note for feeding me up, or do you only do that when you don't know people very well. I intend to take the colonial costume over to Josselyn this afternoon and press it. They don't haze here, they just play tricks on the Freshman. Last night I had gotten to bed, when Carolun Fay, my next-door neighbor, came in with some ice cream, Dinners here are substantial enough, but by ten o'clock one gets pretty hungry. She said she had gone off campus to get some and had brought back more than she wanted. It was very good, I admit. This morning she and Doroteha stuffed me for about a half hour on all the things they had done to the icecream before they gave it to me. When they were through, I asked Carolyn if she was not pretty well satisfied with herself. She said, no, that it is too easy to stuff a freshman, if she had done it to an upperclassman she would have been.Conferences with Miss Thallon start next week. I suppose I will have a repetition with the one with Miss Buck. She will probably tell me my topic was much too long. I got my second prose paper in Latin today. Miss Breene always made us translate literally. Miss Bourne just announced that we translate ideas, not words. I had done the paper Miss Breene's way--consequently there was much red ink on it. We had a movie in Hygiene today. It is some job taking notes on a movie. Lester, i hope you are sufficiently recovered from you[sic] test. it is funny that you took your test yesterday. I went swimming yesterday, too. It was raining all day, and I not only had time for exercise but needed the credit, so I went swimming. There were four in. I can stand in the deepest part. I don't think I will go often. Everything about it is very unattractive, although it is very clean. We had quite a row about the stunt party that I told you about, Father. Whenever there were supposed to be meetings, half the kids did not know about them. There was a meeting after lunch yesterday. I was not told about it. There was one seventh hour which I attended. The chairman did not turn up until five minutes before the hour was up. The stunt party, supposedly representative of the eighteen freshmen, as arranged by the chairman consisted of a stunt by her, and two stunts by two other girls. We finally decided not to give it last night, (it is supposed to be given the first rainy night after the sophs and juniors give use theirs), because it was not representative of the whole bunch. At dinner the girl who had taken upon herselfto be the whole show got up and announced that the freshmen would give their stunt party, provided we had not chapel. She was not even at the Freshman table, as she left the dinning-room one of the girls called to her from our table and asked if the Freshmen were invited. She did not get the point. We had a hot time after dinner. Finally one of the girls announced that owing to the oversight of the fact that we were supposed to allow some off-campus freshmen in on our performance, it would be put off till Monday. i bet the boss felt like crawling into her hole. That minor excuse came in very handy. Last night after the earthquake we had a meeting and arranged a performance in which everyone should have a share. It comes off Monday night. I am an old farmer in a pantomime. It ought to be pretty good. The same girl who will probably be my wife tomorrow is to be my wife in this. We ought to know how to act together pretty soon. I have a lot of work this week-end, also plenty of time to do it. I forgot to tell you that I kid I knew wanted me to give her typewriting lessons for pay, just like tutoring. I told her would be glad to show her to typewrite, that I did not want to be paid for it. If I ever wanted to earn money,--don't laugh--little Corona would come in very handy. Love,
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1921-10-30
Text: October 30, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I slept late this morning and then went to chapel. It was an awful sermon. Since then I have worked steadily, taking time out for dinner. It is now six o'clock and I am ready for some more fuel, after which I have a few more hours of work ahead of me. I have enough to do this week to kill a horse, and I shall have to work like a horse on debate. So if my letters are brief you will know why. Love, Fannie

Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: [1922-10-30]
Text: [Addressed to Hotel Traymore, 30 Oct 1922] Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I am out for classes today. I think yesterday was humbug myself--they took my temperature right after breakfast and it was almost ninety-nine so Dr. T. sent up word that I was to stay in bed. It didn't do any harm, but it was unnecessary. I tried to read some plays for Drama, but I'm not very good on work in bed. So I read the first half of "Upstream" which was much more to my taste. One day is more...
Show more[Addressed to Hotel Traymore, 30 Oct 1922] Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I am out for classes today. I think yesterday was humbug myself--they took my temperature right after breakfast and it was almost ninety-nine so Dr. T. sent up word that I was to stay in bed. It didn't do any harm, but it was unnecessary. I tried to read some plays for Drama, but I'm not very good on work in bed. So I read the first half of "Upstream" which was much more to my taste. One day is more beautiful than another. I hope I'll soon feel like enjoying it. My cold is in my nose, throat, and ears. My ears feel all cloggy, and my throat is rather sore, but not alarmingly so. I am glad I can at least get to my room and get some decent gargle. Mr. Krolik was here Saturday and Sunday. I missed a chance at theater Saturday night, a good Lodge dinner yesterday, and an auto ride to Milbrook in the afternoon. Fine luck!! Love, Fannie Monday Pete, when is Pertha R's birthday?
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1921-10-29
Text: October 29, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Instead of working all morning and playing golf this afternoon, I slept till nine-thirty and then walked out to the Cider Mill with Helen. It is a beautiful day. I have to work all afternoon, but I decided that I needed the sleep more than the golf. i have had to run terribly short lately on lseep[sic] on account of the noise. Betty Cannon caught me on my way to my walk to tell me that the committee had had a session lasting two hours this...
Show moreOctober 29, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Instead of working all morning and playing golf this afternoon, I slept till nine-thirty and then walked out to the Cider Mill with Helen. It is a beautiful day. I have to work all afternoon, but I decided that I needed the sleep more than the golf. i have had to run terribly short lately on lseep[sic] on account of the noise. Betty Cannon caught me on my way to my walk to tell me that the committee had had a session lasting two hours this morning, and that I was one of the six picked. She said they never had any grave doubts about me. P. S. I didn't either. As I remarked last night, it is very different from last year. The others are: Frances Kellogg (ex-class president), Emma McDonald, (ex-class president), Grace Bourne, (very brainy and interesting), Peg Hill, Lois Barclay (who was an intercollegiate alternate and whom I cannot work with at all), and myself. It ought to be an interesting group. The committee fears that it will be too serious a group!I still have not heard from Margaret. Does she intend telegraphing the intieation Friday morning? Do you and she realize that I cannot get there till nine-fifteen Friday night? Isn't it maddening to have to stay up here till afternoon when I have only one class [and it] does not amount to anything? I shall mail this letter in the afternoon mail and see if it reaches you any more promptly than my last week's Saturday letter. i shall send it special delivery--see how I indulge you, Father! My laundry came yesterday. Love, Fannie
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1920-10-29
Text: [Addressed to Hotel Traymore] October 29, 1920. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I want you to appreciate that I just bought a box of typewriter paper for two seventy-five. That's what happens when you write to your family every day. I want you to appreciate also that I just spent one half hour addressing twenty-five envelopes to the family. I wish some kind soul would give me a stamp with the address on it like the stamps you have for your association, Mrs. Aaron. That aint no hint! The...
Show more[Addressed to Hotel Traymore] October 29, 1920. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I want you to appreciate that I just bought a box of typewriter paper for two seventy-five. That's what happens when you write to your family every day. I want you to appreciate also that I just spent one half hour addressing twenty-five envelopes to the family. I wish some kind soul would give me a stamp with the address on it like the stamps you have for your association, Mrs. Aaron. That aint no hint! The heating pipes weren't working in the chem building this morning and it is a pentratingly cold rainy day. After we had been in class twenty-five minutes Professor Moulton said, "Are any of you as cold as I am?" We all said, "Yes". He said, "Very well, then. I won't be guilty of freezing children. The class is dismissed". So I was through for the week at eleven o'clock, through with classes I mean. During the course of the recitation this morning he asked what mercuric chloride is called. He then told us that it is often used as a means of committing suicide. He said that the best proof that people who commit suicide are crazy is the choice of things they use with which to do it. I was thinking of your story of the fellow in the S. A. T. C., Pete. Isn't that what he used? He then told us that he was going to tell us confidentially another wonderful use for it--it is very effective in killing bedbugs! The class just howled. Remember that, Mother. With such negligent hoursekeeping as your, it is well to know such things. I am told that today was our last day with Professor Mills. It is unfortunate that he does not stay with us, but rotation is the only fair way of running the classes, I guess. I don't know if I will like it as well with someone else. I certainly have enjoyed these six weeks. I went to bed early last night, after my visit to Dr. B., but I could not get to sleep until after then as there was great excitement and torchlight processions and much yelling for Harding and Cox. The Republican party was much larger than the Democratic one. We have our straw vote today. Poughkeepsie is lending us two voting machines. The Freshmen had their elections yesterday. Anne Halliday, the girl whom we saw in N. Y. C. in September, who flunked out last year at midyears, was urged and urged to accept the nomination for president, but she persistently declined. I guess she is afraid of repeating the procedure. Your dissertation on the postal service around Boston explains the fact that often i don't get a letter from you and sometimes two in one day. Love, Fannie[enc w/29 Oct 1920] Dear Mother, I haven't sent you any of these private little notes for a good while, I am afraid I'll forget how. Dr. B. says I certainly may leave Tuesday night before Thanksgiving. I have felt quite punk for two days. We have had awefully stormy weather for over a day with a great deal of dampness. I know I have not gotten wet feet and I have dressed warmly enough. I cannot make it out. The only thing I can think of is that I caught cold when I washed my hair, although it did get dry after two hours. I had to get up twice night before last and once last night and both times I could not go to sleep until I got a hot water bag. The process of going to the toilet has been quite painful these two days. While I am up during the day-time I don't feel any more discomfort than usual. Isn't that funny? I cannot understand it. It is some inexplicable set-bake, I guess, which whill[sic] probably be over soon. I am going to take good care of myself over the week-end. Don't worry about this. I am simply telling you because I promised that there would be no bluff.
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: [1919-10-29]
Text: [29 oct 1919] Dear Mother, Father, and Pete; It will have to be a hurried letter again, although I have loads to tell you. The book I wanted Sunday in the library was in use, and I had to rush over immediately after lunch yesterday to get it. I worked in the library from one-fofteen to five-thirty. Then I cam[sic] home and did my work for today. I have all the material for the history topic now, and I have to arange it today. That ought to take one hour. I am one of a committee of four to...
Show more[29 oct 1919] Dear Mother, Father, and Pete; It will have to be a hurried letter again, although I have loads to tell you. The book I wanted Sunday in the library was in use, and I had to rush over immediately after lunch yesterday to get it. I worked in the library from one-fofteen to five-thirty. Then I cam[sic] home and did my work for today. I have all the material for the history topic now, and I have to arange it today. That ought to take one hour. I am one of a committee of four to arrange a course of study for our English class. The object in the classes is to do what they want to do, provided it meets with tge approval of the teacher, of course. We have been excused from two themes, but it means an awful lot of work in the library. Have you any suggestions, old man? The idea is to get plenty of essays, among other things, but they should be of first importance. I discovered today, Father, that the niece of Mrs. Keyes'friend is in my English class. I think she is the girl we passed going to chapel. I told her I met her aunt. The reason for rushing this letter so is that I want to get some exercise today. I missed it yesterday. I shall probably play basket-ball outdoors. It is very warm today. The glass things came. They are awfully pretty--aren't they too pretty and good for here, Mother. I don't want to have any valuable things parading around. Also, my room has all it can stand now, so don't you or anybody else get an idea that there is another thing that I need. Don't send any more silk stockings--I brought those old ones along because I knew they were wearing out and because I could not use them for good. I have enough. We measured North Tower in Math hour yesterday, using surveyors' instruments. It was loads of fun. As we were measuring some old lady came up and wanted to know if we were building a new dormitory. We told her it was just for math, and she said, "Oh, I can sympathize with you-fifty years ago I did the same thing." Only North Tower was not there then. That is all that I have time for. I hope Aunt Hattie has sent me a costume. If not, I can do the way most other people do, and get something up myself. Towels help a lot. Love,
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1921-10-28
Text: October 28, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I had a long letter from Jeannette asking me to stay with her this week-end, (next week) or if that was impossible, to come in from Woodmere after dinner Sunday and spend the afternoon with her, and if that too was impossible, to spend Thanksgiving vacation or part of it with her. I won't answer until I get the invitation which I was told I would get--what is the big idea of the delay? Miss Whylie asked for a written announcement of our...
Show moreOctober 28, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I had a long letter from Jeannette asking me to stay with her this week-end, (next week) or if that was impossible, to come in from Woodmere after dinner Sunday and spend the afternoon with her, and if that too was impossible, to spend Thanksgiving vacation or part of it with her. I won't answer until I get the invitation which I was told I would get--what is the big idea of the delay? Miss Whylie asked for a written announcement of our decisions as to whether of not we wanted to do semester topics. I signified my intention not to do one. I am sure I will get a lot more out of the course if I don't do one. Nothing excited has happened today, except that Miss Wylie announced a J cut for Friday, because she wants us to attend some lectures this week. That means that the only class I have next Friday is Biology quiz fifth hour, and I have to stay over just for that. I had debate tryouts this afternoon. They pick the team tonight. I am not the least bit worried or excited about it. How different from last year! When I think how I worked and worked, and then worried and worried lest I should perhaps not make the team, I begin to think that either I have lost the power of enthusiasm, or else that things don't look as mighty to me as they did last year and the year before. What is the expression about "nearness to the throne"? Pete, in your letter of the 27th, you said you had had no answer from me. Presume by this time you have, as I answered all your questions the day I received your letter. All I await now is a letter from the Senior at Wellesley, and then I shall write to Aunt Bessie and Jeannete. I plan to work all morning tomorrow and then play golf in the afternoon. I am going to chapel on Sunday! I don't think I can afford any more cuts for a month or so. Love, Fannie[enc w/ 28 Oct 1921] Dear Mother, The roll from Miss Schroder came quite some time ago. I meant to tell you so. See also wrote a note saying to write to you whether or not it was satisfactory. It was not at all what I wanted, but since she wrote first saying she could not make it, I decided to let it go at that. I don't know why she could not have made something bigger out of all the combings I sent her. It is much smaller than what I wanted--but I don't bother about it. The skirt came from Irlbachers. I thought I wrote that. The fur-coat came also. It is in good condition. I hope you are trying to take care of yourself. I realize that chasing to the hospital is not the best thing on earth for one's health, but just the same, you should try to be careful of yourself--so saith the boss.
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: [1922-10-28]
Text: [Addressed to Hotel Traymore, 28 Oct 1922] Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I called you up this morning because Dr. T. came in before I left the Infirm to announce she had talked to you last night, and I was afraid you were worrying. I sent the telegram to Helen to send you, and apparently you had not gotten it yet. Sorry you worried. I am working in the libe today and shall go back [to sufering?] to sleep tonight. I am stronger than yesterday. I have a cold, otherwise all is well. I shall be...
Show more[Addressed to Hotel Traymore, 28 Oct 1922] Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I called you up this morning because Dr. T. came in before I left the Infirm to announce she had talked to you last night, and I was afraid you were worrying. I sent the telegram to Helen to send you, and apparently you had not gotten it yet. Sorry you worried. I am working in the libe today and shall go back [to sufering?] to sleep tonight. I am stronger than yesterday. I have a cold, otherwise all is well. I shall be very careful of myself, so please don't worry. Love, and kisses, Fannie Saturday
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1921-10-27

Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1920-10-27
Text: [Addressed to Hotel Traymore] October 27, 1920. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: My hair is in the process of drying. I did not have time to go out and have it wached, so I did it myself, and when I was through discovered that there is no heat to dry it with. We spoke on the proctor system in Speakers Bureau last night. There is something decidedly worng with the system at present. It is a dead letter, really. There is quite a lot of fuss about it, so I hope we will arrive at some effective...
Show more[Addressed to Hotel Traymore] October 27, 1920. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: My hair is in the process of drying. I did not have time to go out and have it wached, so I did it myself, and when I was through discovered that there is no heat to dry it with. We spoke on the proctor system in Speakers Bureau last night. There is something decidedly worng with the system at present. It is a dead letter, really. There is quite a lot of fuss about it, so I hope we will arrive at some effective remedy. The conference with Miss Salmon was awfully funny. She had something underscored in one of my bibliographies. I asked her what was wrong, and then suggested the way that I thought it probably should be and asked her if that was the way she wanted it. A second later I realized that I had the wrong word, but it was too late. She said, "Want?" Don't you know that I can get along without the topics of any one of you? It is what you want, not what I want". After the conference I went up to Lucy's room and staid there a while saying goodbye to Mrs. Kaufmann. Then I came back here and fooled around a while in the room of Henrietta Butler, a lehadnichneer from St. Louis whome Lucy seems to like very much. I thought I would see if I could see what Lucy sees in her. Then I went for a lonesome walk around the lake. It was so beautiful yesterday and i felt rather dead and pepless, so I thought perhaps a little unconversational walking would do me good. Then I came back and slept until the dinner bell woke me. I thought of not going down to dinner, but the fact that it was good dessert night made me go down. I went to bed a nine and was more tired today than if I had staid up half the night. I am ashamed to say that when Millsy asked me this morning to compare time wages and piece wages I did not realize what they meant. The class gave me the laugh. I saw Miss Landon in Strong last night. She remembered me from lastyear. She asked me how I was getting along in chem and I told her breifly. As she was walking up the stairs she said that she was going to ask Professor Moulton and Mr. Kilpatrick about me. I think that if any more of my kind friends of the faculty ask me how I am getting along in chem I shall have to say "Very well" or I will have the whole faculty inquiring for me. Four members of the Princeton Speakers Bureau are going to debate the Republican and Democratic Issues this afternoon in Students. I think I shall have to go. Perhaps Albert Kabet will hole forth. Who knows? Love, Fannie
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1920-10-26
Text: [Addressed to Hotel Traymore] Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I have four minutes before the first bell to write to you. I have four classes this morning and then I go to the Lodge for lunch, as Mrs. Kaufmann is here today. After that I must get a good start on my history topic for Friday. Lab was punk yesterday. I certainly am disgusted. After lab I went to hear Dr. Laibler, I have not yet found out who he is, except that he is a socialist. I knew Prof. Mills would ask tomorrow how many of...
Show more[Addressed to Hotel Traymore] Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I have four minutes before the first bell to write to you. I have four classes this morning and then I go to the Lodge for lunch, as Mrs. Kaufmann is here today. After that I must get a good start on my history topic for Friday. Lab was punk yesterday. I certainly am disgusted. After lab I went to hear Dr. Laibler, I have not yet found out who he is, except that he is a socialist. I knew Prof. Mills would ask tomorrow how many of us went. Besides which, he was very interesting. I have to prepare for Speakers' Bureau tonight, too. I went to Dr. B. last night again, and then came back in the hope of getting a good long sleep. Sure enough, we had a fire drill to wake me, and then about an hour later Lathrop had one to wake me again. That is luck. Well, my time is up. Love, Fannie October 26, 1920.Mr. and Mrs. Marcus Aaron, % Hotel Traymore, Atlantic City, N J.403 Davison House, Vassar College, Pougokeepsie, N.Y.
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1922-10-24
Text: October 24, 1922 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I should certainly like to see you in New York, Mother. In fact, I wish I could go to Atlantic, but I don't know how my weekends stand. I shall have to inquire in the warden's office. I had a lengthy letter from Marian today, to my surprise. She told me she saw you, Mother. She also tells me that Estelle Rosenbloom was sick in bed for two months in Palestine--and that Charles claims to be engaged to a Parisian! The Hindu didn't...
Show moreOctober 24, 1922 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I should certainly like to see you in New York, Mother. In fact, I wish I could go to Atlantic, but I don't know how my weekends stand. I shall have to inquire in the warden's office. I had a lengthy letter from Marian today, to my surprise. She told me she saw you, Mother. She also tells me that Estelle Rosenbloom was sick in bed for two months in Palestine--and that Charles claims to be engaged to a Parisian! The Hindu didn't sail with the others because he came over for the purpose of stirring up interest in his "league of Youth" and of trying to start a similar institution in this xounry. Send the picture of them to Pete, then return to me, please. Elanor Wolfe told me she saw D. May in New York Sunday and that they sailed Monday. Marian wrote that she was much feted before she left home. Mother, I sent a small bath mat home in my laundry and never got it back. Is it still at home?I got a "Good" on my Aristotle topic for Tolerance, much to my surprise. Between that and acting the part of Socrates in his trial, I feel quite philosophic--except for the fact that I am bored to death in my philosophy course I think Teddy showed good sense in almost flunking it, Pete. How is Harold getting on these days? I am in a miserable humor--I wasted three hours this morning trying to work and being too sleepy to. One consolation is that I have comparatively little regular work to do--but one of these days soon I shall get started on my semester topics, and then i will be a little busier. Not debating certainly is a time saver, but it makes life a little monotonous. I intended to do just what you said about the dresses, Mother--except that there is no urgent need of getting another one soon. Love, Fannie
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1921-10-24
Text: October 24, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: My hands are so cold that I can hardly write. I had an easy psych written this morning. I also handed in the J paper and got that out of my system. After fifth hour this afternoon Jane and i went for a long walk. It was a wonderful day and the trees are gorgeous now. We then came back and watched with great excitement the Vassar--English stat team hockey game. I staid until I got too cold. We were losing to them, but not badly, and incidentally...
Show moreOctober 24, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: My hands are so cold that I can hardly write. I had an easy psych written this morning. I also handed in the J paper and got that out of my system. After fifth hour this afternoon Jane and i went for a long walk. It was a wonderful day and the trees are gorgeous now. We then came back and watched with great excitement the Vassar--English stat team hockey game. I staid until I got too cold. We were losing to them, but not badly, and incidentally putting up a great fight. At least we have company in being defeated by them. I have debate tryouts tonight. Love, Fannie
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1921-10-23
Text: October 23, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Hope you appreciate my new ribbon. My machine did not need oiling, Pete. It was suffering from a fall and was repaired for twenty-five cents. I am going to try hard to answer your questions right, Pete. I can leave Poughkeepsie Saturday morning as follows: 6:50 arrive N. Y. C. 9:01 7:05 " " 9:18 8:35 " " 10:30 10:05 " " 12:05 If I came Friday as I must if I motor over with Aunt Bessie and Uncle Ike I can try to...
Show moreOctober 23, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Hope you appreciate my new ribbon. My machine did not need oiling, Pete. It was suffering from a fall and was repaired for twenty-five cents. I am going to try hard to answer your questions right, Pete. I can leave Poughkeepsie Saturday morning as follows: 6:50 arrive N. Y. C. 9:01 7:05 " " 9:18 8:35 " " 10:30 10:05 " " 12:05 If I came Friday as I must if I motor over with Aunt Bessie and Uncle Ike I can try to make the 2:32 with a taxi. My class is over at 2:20. People sometimes make that train and sometimes miss it after a fifth hour class. Otherwise I take the 4:13. The 2:32 gets in at 5:13, the 4:13 at 6:15. If I come back with Aunt Bessie and Uncle Ike--and that depends upon your answer to yesterdays letter--I shall not have to worry about my coming back to New York. What do you mean by "coming through" with Margaret? If you mean going from New York to Princeton with her, that would suit me perfectly, if I don't go with Aunt Bessie and Uncle Ike. Whatever I do depends upon what you have to say in the matter. Since Aunt Bessie's invitation was extended to you and Harold in a very general manner, perhaps it might include her. She emphasized the fact that they have room for seven in their car. i know plenty of people who are going to the game, but do not know on what trains they are planning to leave. I can easily make arrangements with someone about going back to New York, I should imagine. Most of them go Friday--isn't there a prom Friday night? Don't worry about getting me back to New York--I can probably meet someone. I have read your questions over three times and tried hard to answer them. I have hopes that I did as I was requested. Please notice how neat my letter is. The second nine holes, the new part, were opened up yesterday, and the old nine closed off for the day, so we couldn't play tournament, and my oppenent has late afternoon classes tomorrow and the next day, so we have to defer our match till Thursday. I have a pupil in the art of typing at the Maids' Club-house again this year, and shall start with her next week.Our work in French Rev for the next days in on Voltaire, Diderot and Montesquieu. So far it has proved most interesting. The following week we shall take up the conditions prior to the Russian Revolution of 1905 and compare them with those prior to the French Revolution. I certainly think a lot of the course. I finished my J topic last night and have to type it now. Personally I think it is pretty good, and I hope Miss Wylie will think so, too. I am to be in the Fire-Drill chorus of Junior party, whatever that may mean. I don't believe I ever wrote you that they wanted to wish on me the job of typing the songs and speeches, the way they did last year. I decided last year after I had spent hour after hour on that boring stuff that I was not going to be class stenographer, merely because I had gotten typing down to a pretty good speed for my own convenience. So when they asked me to do it, I told them decently that I had done it all for Sophomore Party and would prefer something else, if they could find someone else to do the typing. I think i was right--my heart sank at the thought of those boring and incidentally nerve-racking hours. My fut coat is in the Express Office. I have to pay $1.04 on it. Thank you for attending to it. Love, Fannie As I said before, this letter is remarkably neat.
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1921-10-23
Text: October 23, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Today has been rather uneventful. I got up for breakfast, intending to get a lot of work done this morning. I don't know why I was so tired, but my mind refused to function, so at ninethirty I gave up in despaire, lay down, and woke up feeling fine at twelve-thirty. However, I didn't get any work done in my sleep. Helen Stern whom you met at Lafayette debate, Pete, came over for dinner and after dinner we went to pay a call on her...
Show moreOctober 23, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Today has been rather uneventful. I got up for breakfast, intending to get a lot of work done this morning. I don't know why I was so tired, but my mind refused to function, so at ninethirty I gave up in despaire, lay down, and woke up feeling fine at twelve-thirty. However, I didn't get any work done in my sleep. Helen Stern whom you met at Lafayette debate, Pete, came over for dinner and after dinner we went to pay a call on her roommate who is in the Infirm, and after that went on a fine long walk out to Kenyon estate. It was a gotgeous day. We got back at a quarter to four and I went to the libe to work on my J topic. My mind never worked quite so well, i think. I just got back and think that if I spend the rest of the evening on it, I will finish it, all except the typing. As a matter of fact, I have to finish it, because it is due without fail Tuesday morning and I am booked for my golf match tomorrow. The meeting last night was more or less of a fizzle. I thought Mr. Holt spoke rather well. His theme was the possibility of getting somewhere in disarming, and he showed through historical illustration that progress was made more or less in that direction. Then Mr. Gibbons, about whose versatility as a speaker and thinker I had heard a great deal, got up and pulled off a lot of vaudeville stuff, spoke to the audience as though we were all children, threw cold water on all Mr. Holt had said, "thanked God that we did not belong to the League of Nations", and ranted on for about three quarters of an hour. His main idea was that what we feasible on paper was not always feasible in practice. Mr. Holt had difficulty in keeping his seat while all this was going on. He certainly did not show any profound thinking. Helen Gratz, presiding over the meeting as president of the Political League of the college, had a read a telegram from Charles E. Hughes wishing the meeting success, and hopeing that they "would arrive at sane conclusions based upon a clear understanding of the pertinent facts". Mr. Gibbons kept constantly referring to that telegram, saying that he could just see Mr. Hughes dictating that telegram to his stenographer, with his beard brushing his shirt, and his coldeyes looking down at the paer while he wrote about the "clear understanding of the pertinent facts", and he seemed to think that those who advocated limitations of armaments could not have the clear understanding of the facts. He certainly represented whell those who have no sympathy for the meeting. Tomorrow is my big day. Wish me good luck. I'd give anything to win! Love, Fannie
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 10/23/19
Text: October 23, 1919. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: According to appointment, I met Lucy at a quarter to four and we proceeded to start on our journey to the cider mill. She was asked Eleanor Wildberg to go with us, and by the time the latter was ready to go, we had wasted three quarters of an hour. Nothing exciting happened, outside of the fac[sic] that I brought home some good apples. No wonder Louise likes E. W.--they are two of a kind. I worked in the library last night on another one of...
Show moreOctober 23, 1919. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: According to appointment, I met Lucy at a quarter to four and we proceeded to start on our journey to the cider mill. She was asked Eleanor Wildberg to go with us, and by the time the latter was ready to go, we had wasted three quarters of an hour. Nothing exciting happened, outside of the fac[sic] that I brought home some good apples. No wonder Louise likes E. W.--they are two of a kind. I worked in the library last night on another one of those indefinite English assignments. I am beginning to get all of them that I can swallow. We had our second English class this morning. I certainly do like the teacher better--she comes down to earth much more than Miss Buck. I think it is supposed to be a medium section. I had the insperation of sitting near Miss Wiley at lunch today at the Lodge. I met Carolyn Bailey according to appointment and we went to the Lodge for lunch. Of course we had a grand argument as to who should pay, and I won the argument. Don't laugh. The lunch cost sixty-five cents a person plus waiter's tip. -------- I am going to finish tomorrow's work and then work P. D. Q. (is that the way you spell it?) on my history topic. I forgot to tell you, Pete, that my advisor was in Princeton last Saturday. She was aslo at Commencement last year. Did you perchance see a girl intellectual enough to have hailed from Vassar? Love, [Fannie] I wish I knew if you were coming, Father.
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1922-10-22
Text: Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: This will be another short and uninteresting cover letter--I warn you in advance. I slept late this morning, and then read some moderately Boring seventeenth century morality plays for drama, after which we went on a snappy one hour walk. The first part of the afternoon I spent looking at pictures of Rainier and Glacier part, and incidentally getting homesick for the good old days. The girl whose pictures they were went on an organized geoligical investigation...
Show moreDear Mother, Father, and Pete: This will be another short and uninteresting cover letter--I warn you in advance. I slept late this morning, and then read some moderately Boring seventeenth century morality plays for drama, after which we went on a snappy one hour walk. The first part of the afternoon I spent looking at pictures of Rainier and Glacier part, and incidentally getting homesick for the good old days. The girl whose pictures they were went on an organized geoligical investigation trip this summer, for two months, and hiked through the Bitterroot Mts., Rainier, and Glacier park. It gave her "wanderlust"--she had never been away from Maine before--so today she wrote for a teaching job for Alaska for next year! Then I went to see Miss Cowley. I swore beforehand not to stay more than twenty minutes, but I left the first time she stopped for breathe, and that was forty minutes instead of twenty. Then I did philosophy for an hour--Hobbes' Leviathon. He is the third philospher we have taken up so far--Bruno and Bacon were the two others. Every-now and then I understood something of Bacon--but never a thing of Bruno. But then Professor Riley does not expect that one should--so I guess I am safe.Tonight I plan to work some more, as long as the spirit prompts me. Have you any plans for leaving home yet? You had better not read this letter, Pete--it is very poorly paragraphed. Love, Fannie Miss Cowley thinks I have grown up almost unbelievably in the last few years. Ha Ha! Marcus--not Pete, Father--how is your right hand, and do you need some ink? Sunday, October 22, 1922
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1921-10-22
Text: October 22, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: My own darling Corona back again! The adjective descriptive of the Corona was used just to peeve you, Pete. My laundry came. Thanks heeps for the golf balls. That is the nicest present you could give me. I hate to spend ready cash buying gold balls! The other two played their match today. I don't know how it came out. I hope Miss Thallon won. I can't stand Jean May. She is conceited enough without winning this. The clippings about...
Show moreOctober 22, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: My own darling Corona back again! The adjective descriptive of the Corona was used just to peeve you, Pete. My laundry came. Thanks heeps for the golf balls. That is the nicest present you could give me. I hate to spend ready cash buying gold balls! The other two played their match today. I don't know how it came out. I hope Miss Thallon won. I can't stand Jean May. She is conceited enough without winning this. The clippings about Phyllis Harman is an outright lie. I wonder if the Harmans put that in the paper. I don't see how they could have the nerve to do it. As a matter of fact, the Enowment Fund Committee Chairman, Katharine Dodge, appointed her in charge of Sales Day", which will be a large sale of every conceivable kind of Christmas presents to be given by members of the our class and to be sold for presents on some day before Christmas vacation. She has charge of the direction of it. That is the sum total of "her brilliant scheme by which she is going to raise the whole quota of 1923". Did you ever hear of worse misrepresentation? I tried out for debate this morning. Her roommate, debate chairman, is away for the week-end, so Phyllis presided. You cannot begin to imagine how she antagonizes me, every time I see her it is worse, and unfortunately this semester I shall have to see a great deal of her. I wish I could get off Speakers' Bureau committee. She told me after tryouts that I shone, but that was only because the others were poor. What annoys me so terribly is that she is such a hypocrite, that last year while I was working on debate and on Speakers' Bureau she never ceased to knock them, to tell me how they bored her, and to say that she wouldn't have anything to do with Speakers' Buteau and that she wouldn't have anything to do with Speakers' Bureau and that she wouldn't try out for debate again on a bet. And yet when the chairmanshop of Speakers Bureau was offered to her and debate committee membership, she did not seem to refuse either one. Enough for that young lady--but I do like honesty. I have a full day ahead of me tomorrow--a long J topic, some French Rev, Socialism, and magazine reading. The last is one of the requirments of all Miss Ellory's courses, a brief statement every Monday in writing of the current periodical reading done during the week. By the way, I read this evening Herbet Adams Gibbons' article in the Century on the Jewish Problem, in which he quotes I. P. It is a very interesting article.I think Dorothea Schidt's letter will interest you, Mother. Please return it. Thank you very much for Miss Hamilton's letter. The paragraph about me pleased me very much. I am so fond of her that I like her to like me, too. I spen[t] the day from noon on on my education. As you may have read, we are having a disarmament conference here today, at which twenty two women's college are represented. There was a luncheon for the delegates in Freshman dining-hall to which only those invited could go. Fortunately I was invited--by a member of the Board of the Political League, the president of the college Socialist Club. See the company I associate with! Beware of the coming Bolshevik! After lunch, where I sat at the same table with Miss Kitchel and Miss Ellory, there were two excellent addresses by Professors Rogers and Warner of Columbia and M. I. T. respectively. The former spoke on the historic basis for disarmament and the latter on practical reasons for it. Both were very good. After that there were three group meetings in Students for purposes of discussion. I chose the one on methods of control of disarmament, presided over by Irene Mott. It was very good. I think i made the best choice, at least the history department picked it, that is, the majority of the department. Miss Elery, as usual, contributed her valuable pit. By far thebest speaking was done by a Bryn Mawr representative, somebody Vincent, who if I remember correctly was Queen of the May there last year. That is supposedly the most beautiful girl in college, and she surely is beautiful. It is not often that one find the combination of first class brains and real beauty. Tonight there is an open meeting in Students' at which addresses will be made by Hamilton Holt and Herbert Adams Gibbons. After that the resolution adopted by the various groups this afternoon will be read and passed upon. Of course I have gotten no studying done today, but it was a day well spent. I was more ignorant on the subject than I should have been for one that is as important as this one is. I had a letter from Aunt Bessie today in which she said that inasmuch as the consume at most a pound of candy a month it seemed a shame to open that box and they therefore decided that I would have more customers for it then they could possibly have and had sent it to me for that reason. She also said that they were going to the Harvard Princeton game and were planning to motor over, leaving Woodmere at about 9 A. M. and taking lunch either on the way or at Princeton. She wanted to know if I cared to go along, as she understood that it was a very enjoyable trip. She also wanted to know "what the boys(meaning, I suppose, you and Harold) were planning to do. She wanted to know if you would care to go along, as they have room for seven in the car. I shall write to her tonight, telling her that I would like to do it, unless you have some other arrangement for me. In the meantime let me hear from you. I shall tell her that I cannot speak for you until I hear from you. I imagine myself that you want to get the Princeton Friday night or early Saturday. Am I right or wrong? The idea of motoring over appeals to me unless there is anything in particular I would miss by not getting there earlier. I am most contrite, Pete, about our various misunderstandings. I thought that from the beginning I indicated to you that I probably would not be able to make the Yale game. At one time, about two weeks ago, you wrote to me that if Margaret could persuade Bill to come back to Boston, she might go to the game. In that case it might be pleasant if I went, too, if my "coming and going could be arranged" (your favorite, and quite vague expression). That, I think you will agree, is none too definite. I never heard Bill's decision and therefore it stands to reason that I did not realize she was going. I hope you will please not blame me entirely, and if possible forget about all the disagreements. They were very unfortunate. I appreciate tremendously your taking me to Princeton, even though debate is the twelfth and I cannot make Yale, probably,anyhow, I certainly did not mean to deprive you of any fun or interfere with your plans in any way. Please write to me that you forgive me for what I did not intentionally do. I never was quite so humble. Please excuse me. I know you were joking about the Mrs. Kaufmann stunt, pulling her tricks, off, Mother. If you ever did anything like that, you and I would have our first disagreement! i think I have something else to say, but I cannot think of it now. Mother says you are a very good patient, Father, Continue to be so. Love, Fannie
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 10/22/19
Text: October 22, 1919. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Still I don;t know if you are coming Saturday, Father. Lester, I will go to whichever game it suits the family best. I rather think that two week-ends straight will be rather hard to manage, but of course I could do it. Mother and Father, I sent you a card from Mohonk too. You have told me about the stupid stunt you did when you were at boarding-school, addressing letters home to Cleveland. I mailed the card without an address! I got it in an...
Show moreOctober 22, 1919. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Still I don;t know if you are coming Saturday, Father. Lester, I will go to whichever game it suits the family best. I rather think that two week-ends straight will be rather hard to manage, but of course I could do it. Mother and Father, I sent you a card from Mohonk too. You have told me about the stupid stunt you did when you were at boarding-school, addressing letters home to Cleveland. I mailed the card without an address! I got it in an envelope from Schalls today. I got an A-[minus] on the math quizz I had fully expected to flunk on. The only mistake was a mistake in the third decimal of a number that I had right on the scratch paper and forgot to change on the regular paper. When Miss Wells handed me my paper I made an exclamation to that effect. She said, "Well that is sad, but it was a very good paper anyway." I certainly like Math and her, also Miss Thallon. The latter is the most unteacher-like person I ever want to see. Miss Hourne has called on me every day since the interview, and I am very grateful to her for it. Today she told me my translation was very good. Altogether I am beginning to see a ray of hope for yours truly. For tomorrow we have to read one hundred and thirty two pages of French and copy all the idiomatic expressions. That is all. Talking about French, one of our Freshmen in Davison had to go home about two weeks ago. Her room was taken by a French girl twenty three years old who is to teach part time and study the rest. She is classed as a Junior. I am anxious to get to know her. It will be a good way of talking French if she is worth talking to. I forgot to put a special on Last Friday's letter--I had intended to. I had the door of my room fixed so that it would shut a long time ago. I also got them to give me a key both for the door and for the closet door. Lester, don't make your copies, carbon, I mean, so neat. You make me ashamed of mine. But then I write my letters in from ten to fifteen minutes, so apologies are unnecessary. I enjoyed Miss Wiley's lecture very much. It was not suppose to be deep--it was simply to explain to us the importance of the study of English, and why Freshman English was made to embrace what it does. She also explained the shift, which is made on the basis of preparation and I should judge also, intellectual ability. They tried to test from the standpoint of what you get from reading, what ideas reading brings you to, your powers of expression etc. From all I can gather I was put into a medium section. It is gratifying to know it is not the dunce section. Love, [Fannie][enc w/ 22 oct. 1919] Mother, The advice not to ride horseback came in the afternoon mail. I had arranged with Lucy to go today. I had also gone to get a ticket, but unfortunately the girl was not home. I cancelled the order for horses, and we are going to walk to the cider mill instead. It did not hurt me in Glacier Park, but I guess it is just as well not to. Carolyn Bailey had gone to New York for the week-end. We have no arranged a time yet. Oh, I'll feign to be very generous.
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 10/2/19
Text: Octoboer[sic] 2, 1919. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I report to Miss White in her room in Josselyn at one-forty-five tomorrow for the exam. I told Miss Smith the whole business last night. I thought, rather than ask a hundred and one people about it, I would go to one who probably would know something. She advised me to take the exam. She said she was quite sure Soph. French would be more interesting and very little harder, and shw was also sure that I was well qualified for it. I don&apos...
Show moreOctoboer[sic] 2, 1919. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I report to Miss White in her room in Josselyn at one-forty-five tomorrow for the exam. I told Miss Smith the whole business last night. I thought, rather than ask a hundred and one people about it, I would go to one who probably would know something. She advised me to take the exam. She said she was quite sure Soph. French would be more interesting and very little harder, and shw was also sure that I was well qualified for it. I don't know where she got all the dope. She also told me that she does not talk to everyone that way. Lest I forget, Pete, I got the pass for you and I will send it to Woodmere so that you will be sure to get it. I thought you might not get it if I send it to Princeton. I shall meet the 11:23 and if you are not on it, I shall wait for the 12:16. Is that the idea? If anything should turn up that I could not meet you, I will see you here. I guess the best thing to do would be to come down to Davison and ask the maid for me. She would deposit you in the parlor, so you need not faint. To come to Davison, get off the street car at Taylor Gate, walk up to Main Hall, which all its historic associations and present inconveniences, turn to your left, enter the quadrandgle, and go to the second building on the left hand side. After all these directions I will probably meet you at the station. Your letter, Pete, and Father's encolsed, case today. Keep up the good work, Father. You know there is one thing that is guaranteed to make a freshie homesick, and that is to fall in with the mob at the post-office. I would not had that experience yet, but I have been told about it. I played hockye[sic] for an hour yesterday afternoon, and then a set of tennis. I was to play off the tournament match this afternoon, but it has been raining all day, so we shall have to play tomorrow. If it rains tomorrow, I'll have to default. My recitations got along all right today. We are starting with logarithms and they are rather messy. Tell Aunt Hattie to keep on writing, even if I don't answer every letter. It is awefully hard to do my work, be sociable, write letters, and still get time to sleep. Kaufmanns were here today from non to four o'clock. They came from Lenox by auto, and will return there this afternoon. They will report to you, I think that I am exsisting very nicely. I showed Mrs. Kaufmann my room. Helen, Lucy, Jeannette Fellheimer, and I had lunch with them at the Inn--and such a lunch! We surely were fed up. They also had an old man with them named [?]rs. Ben Altheimer. He surely was a funnyold fellow. He told me that he knew Mr. Phillip Hamburger of Pittsburgh very well. So do I. He told me about the ten times to remember him to Gdpa. So please do. I just left them in Lucy's room now. I was not terribly interested in their conversation. Lucy was explaining her picture gallery to them. You know it, Mother. She was also showing her mother the letters recieved from the picture gallery, and explaining the details of each one. So I said good-bye as soon as I could, and came back here, to write to you, which is far more interesting. I have not much work for tomorrow, so I shall study ahead for Monday, and devote every minute to you Petrosky. Love, Earickello. (Did I spell it right?)
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 10/21/19
Text: October 21, 1919. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I had no letter from you today, Pete. What is up? I got your postcard written from the station, Father. I also got your Sunday's letter, Mother. I had to waste an hour this afternoon again resting. It is very encouraging, when I was in bed a little after nine. The shift in the English sections took place today. Miss Buck kept the best. The list was posted yesterday afternoon of the new sections, and I could tell from those of my class...
Show moreOctober 21, 1919. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I had no letter from you today, Pete. What is up? I got your postcard written from the station, Father. I also got your Sunday's letter, Mother. I had to waste an hour this afternoon again resting. It is very encouraging, when I was in bed a little after nine. The shift in the English sections took place today. Miss Buck kept the best. The list was posted yesterday afternoon of the new sections, and I could tell from those of my class whom she still had that she had the best group. She told them so today. Judging by the appearance of those of my division, I got into the thirteenth of the thirteen sections. I have Miss Kitchel. Do you know anything of her? She seems quite human. I am sure I shall like her better than Miss Buck, but it hurts my foolish standards of work not to have been kept in her section. If mine were the second of third division it would not be so bad. We got our papers back from the written test in history that we had the other day. There was no mark on my paper, but a few corrections. Miss Thallon simply told us that there were none startlingly brilliant, neither were there any ver[sic] poor. I discovered yesterday that a girl in my history class is a granddaughter of President Taylor. She haild from Idaho, and looks like a butcher's daughter. Also, ever since college started I have been staring at a girl that I was sure I saw in Del Monte. She was in swimming almost every day when I Was. She was at Mohonk the other day, and I aksed her what her name was. It is the girl who was in Del Monte, so I take back what I said, Pete, that Vassar does not go travelling around the country. I went rowing yesterday afternoon with the girl that lives across the hall. The lake is so shallow that you can touch the bottom in the middle with the oars. The boats are very wide and flat-bottomed. It is like the pool--you get dizzy turning the corners. We rowed fro[sic] an hour, and it seemed just like a merry-go-round. I'll try it again next spring. Doctor Baldwin thinks my ankle is better. She said I don't have to go back again. It was pretty wabbly for a while, so I am glad I had it strapped. I am going to ride horseback with Lucy for an hour tomorrow afternoon. I want to go before the leaves are gone. She signed up for me as wanting a lesson. That means a man goes along and I get aperfectly safe horse. It costs two tickets to get someone to go along, but I shall fell much safer on an Eastern saddle that way. We had to turn our schedules in at the gym yesterday so that they can arrange the gym work for after Thanksgiving. They require one hour of class work, one hour of some elective gym work, and one hour of outdoor or gym work. i signed up for apparatus or games, (indoor baseball, etc.) Are you coming Saturday, Father? I really would like to know. You know you said something once about coming the twenty-sixth and seventh. Mother, you asked about what we are reading in English. It is all theme work, and I am sick of it already. It must be a family failing not to like things of that sort. Otherwise there is nothing new. I go to Miss Wiley's lecture soon. That is the way the afternoons fly without getting much work done. If Brym Mawr is worse than this, good-night. Talking about Brym Mawr, Pete, did you know that Grace Lubin came out first in her class Freshman year. [Fannie]
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: [1922-10-21]
Text: [21 Oct 1922] Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I had a long letter from Henrietta yesterday. In the same mail I had a postcard from Paris from Louis E. Stern. It took me an hour to figure out who the gentleman was, and finally in the corner I saw written in very small letters, Best Man. That is rather a coincidence. I wonder if he sent a card to every girl he met at the wedding! I was invited to a tea yesterday afternoon in the Faculty Parlor to meet and hear speak Mr. Mahmud, a Hindu Student...
Show more[21 Oct 1922] Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I had a long letter from Henrietta yesterday. In the same mail I had a postcard from Paris from Louis E. Stern. It took me an hour to figure out who the gentleman was, and finally in the corner I saw written in very small letters, Best Man. That is rather a coincidence. I wonder if he sent a card to every girl he met at the wedding! I was invited to a tea yesterday afternoon in the Faculty Parlor to meet and hear speak Mr. Mahmud, a Hindu Student of Oxford--the fourth man of those over here. he speak on why we should join the League, and on the Oxford International Association, or League of Youth, of which he is president. He was most interesting. He didn't say anything particularly new on why we should join the League, but I guess there aren't any particularly new reasons, but I did not know anything about the International Association, so I learned quite a bit. Last night I saw two out of five acts of "The Servant in the House" by Charles Rann Kennedy in which he and his wife, Edith Wynne Mathison, acted with members of the Bennett School of Milbrook. They gave it in Students' for the benefit of Lincoln Center. I stayed till ten, then my boredom got the better of me.I slept till nine-thirty this morning--I must have thought it was Christmas vacation. Anyhow, it felt good and it was a wonderful sleep. So I'll work this afternoon instead. I had a long letter from Helen Reid yesterday. She is most enthusiastic about Radcliffe and her work. She coaxed and coaxed, for the second letter, for me to come up for a week0end sometime. I don't think I will this semester--maybe I will next. Please, oh Please, telephone for my fur-coat. It is getting awfully cold. i think I told them to send it Oct. 25, but there is no sense waiting till then. Otherwise I know nothing, except that I am glad you are taking care of yourself and not hurrying too fast in the process of getting around. Love, Fannie I wish you could see my room--I fall more in love with it every day.
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1921-10-20
Text: October 20, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Something has happened to my typewriter and I am innocent. All I know is that it was all right last night and today it won't work at all. I am not a bit anxious to take it to town or to give it up for any length of time either. I just came from hearing Miss Ellory talk for quite a while on the disarmament question. At least half the college was there. That woman has my thorough respect and admiration. She has a real mind. I intend to go to...
Show moreOctober 20, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Something has happened to my typewriter and I am innocent. All I know is that it was all right last night and today it won't work at all. I am not a bit anxious to take it to town or to give it up for any length of time either. I just came from hearing Miss Ellory talk for quite a while on the disarmament question. At least half the college was there. That woman has my thorough respect and admiration. She has a real mind. I intend to go to the conferences on Saturday at the Convention of the women's college to be held here. I have been invited by a member of the Board of the Political League to the luncheon which is to be tendered the delegates on Saturday. I have been reading in Voltaire's "Dictionnaire Philosophique' most of the afternoon. It is very interesting. Tonight I have to study for the Zo quiz and also read Words-worth, if my mind does not go to sleep in the menatime. Just why do you tell me to keep caught up in my work, Mother? Do you think that I am letting it slide for golf, or something like that? To my knowledge I am not behind and am accomlishing much more in less time than I ever did before. I am crazy about my schedule. Having the morning free till ten-thirty three times a week makes it easier to get a lot of work done when my mind is fresh, and I have not the difficulty that I expected of half going to sleep in my afternoon class. I had a letter from Marse today. He is what I would call an unproficient letter-writer. Mrs. Kaufmann must have written to all the college people she knew, because I got a note from her, too. She said in part. "We were delighted to hear that you were completely well again." Did you tell them about Philadelphia, Mother? R. S. V. P. I had a letter from Aunt Hattie today. It was full of advice about playing away my time at college, as usual. I am a Junior now, and I think I have enough intelligence of my own to know the most profitable way of spending my time. Did Kave think his letter was witty, Pete? I thought it was funny, but I should hardly call it witty. I am up for debate tryouts Saturday morning. I shall have to do some reading on the subject tomorrow. I was talking to Peggy Higgins, intercollegiate chairman this morning, and I said that there were so many good people trying out that I was not at allsure of coming through. She said, "I don't think you need to worry about that". I hope the committee will be of the same persuasion. Otherwise I know nothing, except that I have a very full week-end ahead of me. Love, Fannie
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1920-10-20
Text: October 20, 1920. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I worked on my history topic all yesterday afternoon, with the exception of the time that I spent looking up material for my Speakers' Bureau speech of last night. I got away with the speech pretty well, I think. I am sure that this practice is going to do me a lot of good. Lucy had a wonderful dinner for Helen last night at a little house near here. We had the private dining-room the house. We had soup, stewed chicken and rise, peas,...
Show moreOctober 20, 1920. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I worked on my history topic all yesterday afternoon, with the exception of the time that I spent looking up material for my Speakers' Bureau speech of last night. I got away with the speech pretty well, I think. I am sure that this practice is going to do me a lot of good. Lucy had a wonderful dinner for Helen last night at a little house near here. We had the private dining-room the house. We had soup, stewed chicken and rise, peas, pear salad, and ice-cream. She had Eith Lowman, Helen Stern, Helen Jackson, Helen Hertz, Helen Jackson, Henrietta Butler, and me. It was a Ledhadnichneer party, Father. I shall be awfully busy today and tomorrow. I hope you understood the night letter which I sent last night. It would suit me every bit as well to go to New York the week after Sophomore Party and we would then have three days together, inasmuch as I can leave on the eleven-thirty-eight. Third hour is my last class on Fridays. I sent my laundry last Wednesday. Did you get it yet? R. S. V. P. I am sending it today again. It is bell-time. Love, Fannie
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 10/20/19
Text: October 20, 1919. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: You must be desperate when you want something to write, Father, or do you rate my mentality too low to write sense? I have not much to say except that I have five minutes to write before my next class. I am going to have my hair washed, and I am due for the next visist about my ankle. I worked most of yesterday. I also went to Miss Cowley's tea. Evidently it is customary to wear hats and get all dolled up when you go to call on faculty. I...
Show moreOctober 20, 1919. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: You must be desperate when you want something to write, Father, or do you rate my mentality too low to write sense? I have not much to say except that I have five minutes to write before my next class. I am going to have my hair washed, and I am due for the next visist about my ankle. I worked most of yesterday. I also went to Miss Cowley's tea. Evidently it is customary to wear hats and get all dolled up when you go to call on faculty. I did not know that--faux pas number one. The handbook says "Be sure to make mistakes or you won't have any reminiscences." I finished most of Tuesday's work yesterday, so I shall work on the history in the library tonight. Are you coming next Saturday, Father? Love, [Fannie]
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: [1922-10-02]
Text: [2 oct 1922] Monday evening Dear Mother, Father, and pete: I came back on the three-thirty, inasmuch as there was no room for grown-ups at the children's service and the Memorial Service would have lasted too late for me to get back tonight. I am glad I went--more because I relieved my conscience by going than because I thoroughly enjoyed it. I had a feeling, which was more or less in my mind, that the Heller family were sore that I never go out there, and I think I was right. So i...
Show more[2 oct 1922] Monday evening Dear Mother, Father, and pete: I came back on the three-thirty, inasmuch as there was no room for grown-ups at the children's service and the Memorial Service would have lasted too late for me to get back tonight. I am glad I went--more because I relieved my conscience by going than because I thoroughly enjoyed it. I had a feeling, which was more or less in my mind, that the Heller family were sore that I never go out there, and I think I was right. So i thought I would go, besides which, Uncle Ike would play golf with me on Sunday and take us automobile riding. But I took my clubs for nothing--he went to Cleveland Thursday night and will be gone a week! So saturday night I talked to Aunt Bessie, and Sunday morning played with the kids. In the afternoon we went crabbing at the Woodmere dock, and caught no crabs. in the evening we went to Temple and this morning we went to Temple. I left there at two-twenty. The kids are not a bit well-behaved, otherwise they are very lovable and entertaining. They have great difficulty getting into their heads what college is. Among other things Frances wanted to know if all the "children" go to bed at the same time, and then she wanted to know if the teachers fo to bed when we do. Richard wanted to know if trains run on Yom Kippur. That's what it is to live in New Palestine! I can't say that I enjoy their house--it is one constant Schreierei, and Aunt Bessie does I enjoyed it somewhat. Rabbi Landman conducted services last night. He annoys me beyond measure in the smugness of his ecclesiastical gown. Aunt Bessie says she likes them, because most rabbis are of a very awkward build, and the robes concealmost of them. There is something to that--but I don't think that is why Mr. Landman wears his! He spoke rather well on the subject of Yom Kippur in general--he wailed and wept and rose and fell to a degree only adapted to high holidays. On the way home, Mr. Blumenthal a friend of Uncle Ike's who took us in his car, and who incidentally impresses me as a remarkably cheap N. Y. Jew, said, "He cries pretty that guy!" He read most of the service in Hebrew, which I thought was rather dumb. I have never seen such a homely collection of people in my life. I asked Aunt Bessie if there was something about the N. Y. climate that makes people's noses grow, but she said the only reason I noticed it was that I didn't know the people. Maybe! After Temple she introduced me to Mr. Fried, the ex-president of the congregation, with the little speech that "my niece says she never heard so much Hebrew in any one service before". I thought she was starting to tell him the other remark I just made. Heargued for a minute, and then he agreed that nobody understand it. This morning he read the service, and there were two Hebrew sentences, but I have a suspicion that the reason was ignorance on his part. This morning Rabbi Schwartz of the U. C. faculty conducted. I knew I had seen him somewhere, and I finally remembered him as the boob who was in Pittsburgh one year for the holidays. he has not put on any flesh since--he is as thin as a clothes-pole and in appearance is a cross between Gerald Goldsmith and Uriah Heep, if the latter calls forth the same mental picture to you that he does to me. He preached a very lugubrious sermon on Tears, but since I didn't feel abnormally weepy, I felt like a duck out of water. he spouted all the poetry he ever learned, whether it fit in or now. I think you would like him, Pete. He justifies the "Woe is me", attitude. On the whole I am glad I was there for the holiday. I certainly did not get anything out of Poughkeepsie last year, but there was something missing in this, too. There is something wrong with either me or the variety of religion that exists today--very likely it is with me. But as I said before, I am glad I went. Love, Fannie
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1929-10-19
Text: October 19, 1029 [1920]. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I have loads to do today. I have worked only one hour on the history topic due Friday, so I think I had better spend the afternoon at that. I took the Scandinavian Company. I should have taken William Penn, I suppose, inasmuch as I hail from Pennsylvania, but that menat[sic] wading through too much material in the limited time that is at my disposal. My speech in English Speech this morning was commended by Miss Swan. The only criticism...
Show moreOctober 19, 1029 [1920]. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I have loads to do today. I have worked only one hour on the history topic due Friday, so I think I had better spend the afternoon at that. I took the Scandinavian Company. I should have taken William Penn, I suppose, inasmuch as I hail from Pennsylvania, but that menat[sic] wading through too much material in the limited time that is at my disposal. My speech in English Speech this morning was commended by Miss Swan. The only criticism was the I said "becuz" and that i pronounced wh words like w. I know that I have always done the latter. I said to her, "I know that I have always done the that, but I don't know "wy". Thay all started to laugh. I have to get some dope this afternoon on the coming drive of the Christian Association, inasmuch as that is the subject for Speakers' Bureau tonight. I really thing that that is going to do me a lot of good in connection with getting a little bit of self-confidence. Miss Salmon took the whole hour today to tell us about the educational conference at Michigan, from which she just returned. She even told us all about their library and the method of college administration. When she had finished she explained that she knew she knew she was noted for the fact of giving alot of information about things that were not supposed to be in her course, but she said that she goes along on the theory that she is not going to hand us out information about things which we are just as well capable of studying as she. She says she is not going to give us out facts in American history, when the books in the library are at our disposal as well as hers. But she is going to tell us about such things as this educational conference, inasmuch as she was privileged to go and we were not. All this is very ture, then then i don't see why her course is called American history. I would call it three hours a week discussion with Miss Salmon. We start out on our Dunsany reading for Thursday. I was a little more intelligent in lab yesterday than I have been up to date. Miss Cowley came to see me yesterday afternoon and staid for an hour. She must like me, to waste so much of her time in such a fashion. She asked me, Father, whether you had ever studied Law. She said she noticed in Board meetings that you generally worded things legally. I have to go to Lucy's dinner party for Helen Jackson tonight and take a chapel cut for the occassion, D----. At my request, Miss Cowley spoke to Professor Moulton yes-terday about my chem and the advisability of dropping back to baby chem. This stuff is quite hard and I don't feel thoroughly at home in it. I have the feeling that if I were to start the stuff over I would like it and really understand it and be intelligent in it. She spoke to him about, inasmuch as she got my point of view and thought she agreed with me, and the result is that he and Mr. Kilpatrick, the lab instructor, are going to watch me very carefully for a few weeks and then decide. Professor Moulton told her that there was no hurry about dropping back, because if I were to do it now, I would be bored with the elementary things they are doing. One the other hand, if they should think it wise for me to drop back in a few weeks, they think that I would then profit by doing so. What do you think of it? Are you disgusted with me? You know I really cannot help it that I never did understand the stuff and that I am not at home in it. I don't want to flunk it or get any D's either. Pete, even if I do say it, your letters are a lot more interesting than they were last year. I attribute it to change of scene. You don't sleep for two hours in your chair anymore, or lying over your desk, or on the floor. What is this mess about Albert Cuff? Has he gone back on you or what is the difficulty? Is Bill Wasserman still a loyal supporter? You might tell Marse that Morton Meyer thinks Mrs. Lazanao is a charming woman! Mother, don't make a special rush trip just for the week-end. I would every bit as soon come down the first week-end in November, in fact, I think, almost rather. Then perhaps you could stay east for a week or so. What would you think of coming up here for a few days? It is gorgeous now. Who is your new doctor, Father? That is a very intelligent letter which I got from you yesterday, Father. As I said before, I have heaps to do. Love, Fannie Mother, Duffie Schulman is to be married on the twenty-fifth of this month. She is not having a wedding. Ought I to send her a telegram or a letter of what? also, do I have to send her a present. R. S. V. P. immediately. If I have to send her a present, could you send something from home. I am so terribly busy. Her address is Cooper-Carlton Hotel, Chicago.
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 1921-10-19
Text: October 19, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Pete, your letter explains your telegram. I could not understand what there was indefinite or inexplicit in my Sunday letter. I cannot explain yet what I meant by speaking of the eighth and the fifteenth--it must have been a "slip of the typewriter". I thought all along that I was speaking of the fifth and the twelfth. Nevertheless it seems to me that however stupid you may consider me, you ought to at least credit me with the sense...
Show moreOctober 19, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Pete, your letter explains your telegram. I could not understand what there was indefinite or inexplicit in my Sunday letter. I cannot explain yet what I meant by speaking of the eighth and the fifteenth--it must have been a "slip of the typewriter". I thought all along that I was speaking of the fifth and the twelfth. Nevertheless it seems to me that however stupid you may consider me, you ought to at least credit me with the sense of knowing that football games take place on Saturdays and not on Tuesdays. The date of the Yale game, Novermber twelfth, Saturday, is the same day as interclass debate, Novembertwelfth, Saturday, at eight o'lcock[sic] in the evening. If I make the team I can't go to the game. Therefore the only thing to say now is that I can't go. That is clear, isn't it? As to Grace, it never entered my head that you had invited her to the Yale game and intended to tote me along. She would enjoy that--I am sure. A sort of "Come and bring your family" effect. You take her to the Yale game and have a good time with her. I shall go to Princeton with you Saturday, November fifth, to the Princeton-Marvard game. For heavens' sake----------------I hope that is clear and final. I am glad there have been several hundred miles between us, or I would have been chocked all right. I have a Zo written on Friday, unfortunately. Did I ever send Dr. Keene's letter back, Mother? R. S. V. P. I had a shampoo this afternoon and took a walk with Helen Reid. I have to work tonight. So far I can't hand Miss Wylie as much as you and Lucy do I guess I am not high-brow enough. But I am cracked enough about Miss Ellory to make up for it. The big idea of not writing for your birthday is because I think a telegram is much more exciting--besides which, it always peaves you if I spend fifty-three cents when two would have answered the purpose, plus one tenth of a cent for stationery. Moreover, you always deliver long, philosophical speeches on the folly of a fuss about a birthday, so I did not write what you and I always write on occasions--" I congratulate you on your birthday and wish you many happy more. I am certainly sorry that we cannot be together". However, if your feelings are hurt, change the date at the top of the page, and you have a birthday letter I thought the only kind of special letters you like are Yom Kippur letters. Love, Fan
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Creator: Aaron, Fannie
Date: 10/19/19
Text: October 19, 1919. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: It seems to me I have just loads to tell you in about one half hour, so I expect to make about three mistakes to a line. It does not pay to leave out a day of writing. First of all, are you coming next week-end, Father. I should like to know as soon as possible on account of my work. If you come, I don't want to have any on hand. I am overjoyed that Cousin Pauline is coming. If I were desperately homesick, I might feel that way about it....
Show moreOctober 19, 1919. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: It seems to me I have just loads to tell you in about one half hour, so I expect to make about three mistakes to a line. It does not pay to leave out a day of writing. First of all, are you coming next week-end, Father. I should like to know as soon as possible on account of my work. If you come, I don't want to have any on hand. I am overjoyed that Cousin Pauline is coming. If I were desperately homesick, I might feel that way about it. I won't have any too much time for her, if you come too, Father. You understand that that does not mean that you should not come. Before I forget this--I had a letter from Grandpa Hamburger in answer to one that I wrote them. When i wrote it, I thought how foolilsh it was, since there was nothing to write that I don't write you. Aunt Hattie kept writing that I should not write to them. He starts out by saying, "Patience proved a virtue in finally being awarded a letter from you." He ends up by saying, "Will be very glad to hear from you direct whenever the spirit moves you." Is he hurt or anything like that that I don't write oftener? If so, Aunt Hattie should not have said not to write. What is the matter with Grandpa A.? I wish there were more holidays--I heard from him for New Year's and Yom Kippur. I hate to think of waiting till Hannykah for another letter. IO hope Aunt Laura gets better all right. Give her my love. Is harold working or what is he doing? Tell Aunt Hattie if she feels so inclined and knows a Miss Landon well enough, she should do what she suggests. I expect to have some intercourse with the chem department later in the year, so it may come in handy to know somebody in it. Tell her also to keep on telling me "gossip"--I gues that is what you call it. She always winds up by asking if I am interested. Tell her also that I am getting along very well in advanced French. Friday afternoon I studied a little , and then my good resolution of getting work done flew to the winds. I heard the cheers of the 1921-1923 first quead hockey game, and I went down to help it along. It was too beautiful a day to study. Caroline Fay's mother is here and I met her. You remember her, Mother, the sophomore in the corner next to me. I saw Marion Gratz Friday night. She stopped to ask me how I was getting along with my new advisor. I asked her why I had been changed, not out right, but still in a awy to find out. She said the advisees had been assigned wrong and lots of Juniors who were supposed to get Freshmen got noen, so they had a meeting and those who had four had one taken away. She said she hated to lose me, but they had no choice, also if I was ever around Main and wanted anything or wanted to study there, to come upup to her room. She was really quite nice and awfully human. As to the other advisor, listen and you shall hear! She has a class with Lucy, and she came up to her to ask her is she was taking me to Mohonk, because she was going to New York and she did want me to go, she like me so much. Haha! I surely do like her, too. All those going to Mohonk were served a six-thirty breakfast, but Lucy insisted that we should get breakfast at the lunch counter at the station. My alarm called me at six-fifteen. I had been dreaming about how hot it was, but it was surely bitter cold when we set out. By the way, the clock will do till I come home. It rings fifteen minutes laer than it is set for, but it does that regularly, so it is all right. Do you remember Edith Lowman, Lucy's friend on the third floor here? She was up here Sunday night when you were, and I came back late. I like her very much, anyhow, whether you rmember her or not. Well, Lucy took me and she took Edith Krohn, a Cincinnati girl whom Lucy knows frem camp and whom I consider more of less of a pill. It is too bad she had to pick her, but she did. Well, we got to town before the crowd, got breakfast in five minutes, got down to the ferry, and there the rush started. It was so goggy crossing that we could not see a thing. I wonder if Dr. Goldenson ever found it so on the Hudson. From Highland, the station on the other side, we had a one-hour ride in the streetcar. We were in the third car, and since there are only two conductors we had to wait for another one. Half way up, we lost power. Little things like that don't matter, though, we finally got there. At New Paltz, where we landed about ten, the "barges" were waiting for us. Why on earth they call them that I don't know. They are dilapidated old coaches that seat fifteen people and are drawn by two horses, regularly Janes and Charlies. Some people walked. The trees are gorgeous, as I have said several times before, but they howed up more because it is hillier on that side of the river. We got to Mohonk a little after twelve, and everyone made a grand drive for the dinning-room. They had special Vassar tables and special Vassar menues. I'll send you mine. Please save it for me. I generally don't like hotel food, but goodness, that tasted almost as good as home. What there was on eht menu that was not ordered was not worth mentioning. I suppose the hotel has grown since you were there. It is very beautiful--partly stone and partly wood. It looks a great deal like a castle. Mother, you have seen the lake, so I won't bother describing it. I suppose the fact that it was such a wonderful day made it seem even more beautiful. I'll never knock the East again. I didn't think the East could have as beautiful a summer resort, although the people in the hotel remind me of those in Paso Robles--you remember the man with the peg-leg picked up the book that the woman with the broken arm had dropped. They all look dead and gone--even the young ones seem pepless. I know they don't allow dancing or automobiling, and they have prayers a few times a day, and stunts like that. We passed Mr. Smiley on horseback.Edith and I went rowing, Lucy and Edith K. Went exploring and walked most of the way down, so really the "taking" had very little to do with it. I thought I better not get to gay, because my ankle might get worse and then the doctor would ball me out for not taking her advice about not going. We had a few minutes extra time, so I though just for the fun of it, I would look Mr. and Mrs. Schall up. Of course they were very glad to see me, send their regards, etc. Is Mr. S. losing his mind, getting old and feeble, or is he just plain stupid. It is certainly something like that, or else the quiet peace of Mohonk is affecting them and seeing so many firvolous girls upset their quiet routing. They said they were going driving at two-thirty. I thought that they certainly would not do anything as wild as automobiling, and sure enough, I saw them drive off in a dinkey old buggy. A joy! I did not see the old man from Mt. Hood. We came back the same way as we went up. By making connections with the various cars and ferry we just made chapel. I had had a glorious time, but I was dead tired, so I went to bed immediately after chapel and after reading your letters, including the special, Mother. There was the first meeting of the Students' Association, but I could not do it, and I did not want to start out a new week tired. Just after I had gotten to bed, Lucy's friend Jeanette came up with a big egg sandwich that Lucy had gotten for me off-campus. I had told her not to bother, but it was awefully good. I ate it in the dark, so figive my sins, Lester--I fear me it had some chopped up ham or bacon in it. I slept till almost eight this morning. I worked before chapel, and am writing this letter now to be sure to get it off. When i got back last night there was a note from Miss Cowley saying that she was having her charged to tea, at four this afternoon--if I could not come then to come later. I had intended to work in the library. The preacher this morning was - - McAppine from Madison, N. J. He was the best so far. I could hear him, too. Edith Lowman wants to know if you knew her cousin Alice Eiseman of St. Louis in college. It seems to me I have heard her name from you. I discovered today that we are allowed to play tennis on certain courts on Sundays--an exceedingly broad-minded ruling. There are about a thousand things I must do today, one of them is to write letters. I have not written to any of the kids. I forgot to tell you about the Latin teacher. She was very nice and very glad I came. She gave me the same old line about the difference in standards in highschool and at college. She also said that I showed good solid preparation, there there was room for improvement that she was sure would come. She pointed out that the mistakes on the prose paper were not serious. She gave me C on that and on the sight prose. She gave twoB minuses, two C pluses, six C's, and all the rest lower. Some marking! She said most of my translations were better than C, I am very glad I went to her. Mother, I think the notes are with the college board exames on the right side as you go into the den. If not they are in the bottom part of the hand-kerchief case on the chiffonier in my room, with the report cards. If not in those two places, they may be with notebooks in the drawer of my confirmation book-case. It really will not matter very much if you don't find them. I am sure Miss Breene will send them to Phyllis. I don't believe there is anything else to tell you just now. Love, [Fannie]
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