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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: 1874-02-12
Text: Vassar. Feb. 12. 1874. Dear Papa and Mamma, The new semester has begun for the Seniors and us Juniors in a very pleasant way. Dr. Anderson, the president of the Rochester University, has been lecturing to us upon Political Economy. As he has given two lectures today we have had time for no studies, and not till tomorrow, Thursday, do we go to classes. Dr. Anderson charmed us all by his pleasant ways, as well as his very clear and analytical manner of speaking. Of course in so few lectures we...
Show moreVassar. Feb. 12. 1874. Dear Papa and Mamma, The new semester has begun for the Seniors and us Juniors in a very pleasant way. Dr. Anderson, the president of the Rochester University, has been lecturing to us upon Political Economy. As he has given two lectures today we have had time for no studies, and not till tomorrow, Thursday, do we go to classes. Dr. Anderson charmed us all by his pleasant ways, as well as his very clear and analytical manner of speaking. Of course in so few lectures we have not gone very far in so immense a subject as that of Political Economy, but he hasthrown considerable light upon some subjects which were before utter darkness to rue. Banking laws and tariff questions he has given us a little insight into, which will help us If we continue to read upon the subjects. He impressed upon us the facts so often expounded by you. Papa, that money at seven per. ct. interest doubles in ten years: and that if we do not wish to become burdens upon society we must do something useful, be producers of some kind. Cliffie Loverin and I decided immediately upon our spheres of usefulness. She is to pick up pebbles and shells, as that will give her many rides and walks upon Galveston's charming beach; while I shallbe a horse tamer, such occupation necessitating much riding, and in order to ride wild, I must first ride gentle horses. What think you of our decisions? Are they not worthy of Vassar Juniors? For Cliffie has lately beea admitted to our class, and will graduate in 1875. Her mother must be exceedingly glad of it; and if it had not been for Mrs. Lover in's desire I think Cliffie would not have tried to overtake our class Occasionally I find some Texas items in a paper; and recently there has been a paper called the "South" in the reading room. It is printed in New York city, but is devoted entirely to Southern items of news. I saw there the death of Gail Borden. Who is this Gen. Maxey? Is he an old Texan? For I do not remember having heard of him. I hope Mamma that you will not become alarmed concerning the occular organs of the College, since you have heard such woful accounts from Mts. Bis sell. It is true that girls have sometimes to leave here on account of weak eyes, but such cases are owing to naturally weak eyes combined with over-exertion, which is prohibited by all College Laws. If we do as we are desired there is no danger of injuring our eyes, and a girl generally has only herself to blame if she gets them out of working order. Carrie writes that Mrs. Hunt is soon to leave you, so I fear she will have left you ere now. You will all miss her very much, I should think.With Love, your daughter Julie.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: February 6, 1874
Text: Vassar. Feb. 6. 1874. My dear Sister, Finished my last examination just before dinner today and am consequently heartily rejoiced and greatly relieved. Yesterday and today, although not in reality such very hard days, brought with them a vast deal of anxiety. My examination in Deutly went off well enough. I was called on twice and could easily answer the questions. Rhetoric, which I dreaded, was given by topics, and as the topics did not hold out tome I did not recite. It is the greatest...
Show moreVassar. Feb. 6. 1874. My dear Sister, Finished my last examination just before dinner today and am consequently heartily rejoiced and greatly relieved. Yesterday and today, although not in reality such very hard days, brought with them a vast deal of anxiety. My examination in Deutly went off well enough. I was called on twice and could easily answer the questions. Rhetoric, which I dreaded, was given by topics, and as the topics did not hold out tome I did not recite. It is the greatest pleasure that I am forever through with Rhetoric - Like Literature it was not hard, and quite interesting, but as I have not the "gift of gab", I am an idiot in it, never reciting when not called upon and then miserably - But my joy over Astronomy is extreme. Just let me tell you a little secret. Some weeks ago three of us had become so much discouraged over it and thought ourselves do dull, that we had serious intentions of dropping It and taking something else. Miss Braislin got wind of our little plan and confided it to Prof. Mitchell, who came immediately and took each one separately, encouraging her and urging her to go on. She was so lovely that we could not help keeping on, although soma scruples of con- science were still left. For two days Professor Mitchell gave us a written examination, making us sign fictitious names to our papers, so that she might mark us fairly, without any influence from our semester's work. Today after our examination I met her and she told me that she was well pleased with my today's recitationand that she was agreeably disappointed in my examination paper: that I was among the first six in the class (and the class is not composed merely of six students: there are 22.) The reaction, from thinking myself among the very worst and now among the first half, is so great that I must unburden my mind to some one, so I hope you will pardon this very egotistical letter - deceived a letter from Aunt Maria a few days since In which she says that the family have all been sick. Uncle was quite ill during the holidays, Clive was taken ill after returning to school, and was compelled to come back to Albany where he will remain the remainder of the winter; and Aunt herself has been sick within the last two weeks. Quite a category of ills is it not? Far from bemoaning your sad lot at being compelled to go to the inaugural ball, 1 quite envy you the pleasure. I don't fear for you a repetition of that former ball at the Capitol - And as for your rides and visits with the girls, I would like to Join them, and the "candy pull", even if a "hen-party". Here we are so used to them that we do not mind them; yet when we can we rejoice over the presence of one of the sterner sex - Tonight Prof. Mitchell gives Chapter Delta a short account of her trip to St. Peters- burg last summer. I wish you could hear her talk, she Is so very interesting. I must get her picture in town and send you. There are some of the most lovable women here whom I ever met. Dr. Avery, Miss Mitchell, Miss Miss Kapp, Miss Lord, Agnes M. Lord, and Miss Braislin. I can just count them on one hand, and on the other to counter balance are President Raymond whom I only know from a distance, and Professor Van Ingen. By the way, one of the girls, being asked by Miss Kapp how many brothers and sisters I had, told her about my "six brothers". Miss Kapp was very much amused, and was sorry that she could not remember them (as they were only phantasies) In her will as she would do my sister - She never meets me now but she begins Immediately to talk about "meine Brtider". Last Saturday I went in town, and among other things inquired for the book you wanted, "Sara Coleridge's Life". It was not in town, but I ordered It and was to have had it today. But as I did not feel like going in today I will get it as soon after as possible. The other two books you mentioned I could not read from your writing; not being familiar, either, with any of the recently published books If you will send me the names again I will get them. If I cannot find them out before. You know I have neither the time nor inclination as you, to keep up with what is going on in either politics or literature. Have you seen the latest "Scribner's"? They contain quitegood illustrated papers upon Texas. With Love, Julie.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: 1874-02-01
Text: Vassar. Feb. 1. 1874. My dear Papa and Mamma, There is just time before bed-time to write you a short letter, but as there are several girls in the parlor talking and laughing quite gaily I fear this letter will scarcly be worthy of a place in Uncle Sam's mailbag. This has been a week of considerable gaiety for me. Last Saturday, as I wrote Carrie, Dr. Avery invited me in to meet Mr. and Mrs. Swan. Tuesday night Prof. Mitchell invited her two Astronomy classes over to the Observatory to...
Show moreVassar. Feb. 1. 1874. My dear Papa and Mamma, There is just time before bed-time to write you a short letter, but as there are several girls in the parlor talking and laughing quite gaily I fear this letter will scarcly be worthy of a place in Uncle Sam's mailbag. This has been a week of considerable gaiety for me. Last Saturday, as I wrote Carrie, Dr. Avery invited me in to meet Mr. and Mrs. Swan. Tuesday night Prof. Mitchell invited her two Astronomy classes over to the Observatory to spend the evening and rejoice over the arrival of Mrs. Somerville's bust. This precious bust of the great astronomer was presented to the Observatory of the College by an English woman. Miss Francis Cobbe, through Prof. Mitchell when she was in Europe last summer. It arrived here some weeks ago, but unfortunately with a broken nose. Prof. Van Ingen mended it immediately but, for some reason or other, did not tint, it until a few days ago. Then of course Miss Mitchell sent for us all to pass the convivial evening with her. Poetry was the order of the evening and some quite comical rhymes were made. Miss M. says that Observatory poetry needs no ideas, merely rhymes, and these she says any of us can make. Yesterday, Saturday, Fannie Buffington and myself went in town and spent the day with Bird Bell, whose Mother is keeping house in Po'keepsie. The day was bitter cold and today is even colder, the thermometer at sundown being 5°. Other winters this would not be called such very bad winter weather but this year has been very warm indeed. Friday It was as warm as a May day and now the girls are all complaining of the cold in their rooms. My parlor is very comfortable being only cold In the morning after the night's airing. And my down quilt keeps me quite as warm as the oldduck under its own covering. This is our week of examinations, the curse of us all. Tuesday and Wednesday our class in Astronomy will have a written examination which of course will count, and then on Thursday comes our third examination. Next semester my studies will be Astronomy, Geology and German, all quite nice. Your letter for this week was not received last night, but will come on Monday morning, I suppose. Give my love please to Mrs. Hunt, and accept a large share yourself Jenny. Your daughter Julie M. Pease
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: January 25, 1874
Text: Vassar. Jan. 25. 1874. My dear Sister, We seem to be a letter writing parlor this morning, for two of the girls are already writing and now I will begin, and make the third. Wouldn't it be nice if this lovely bright morning I could be with you going to our own little church! Last night Dr. Avery invited Pattie Thum, Miss Hamlin, Abbie F. Hamlin, a cousin of the Swans, Fannie Swan, and myself up to her room to meet Mr. and Mrs. Swan. Dr. ,Charles J., and Mrs. Hinkle ,Hinkel, and their...
Show moreVassar. Jan. 25. 1874. My dear Sister, We seem to be a letter writing parlor this morning, for two of the girls are already writing and now I will begin, and make the third. Wouldn't it be nice if this lovely bright morning I could be with you going to our own little church! Last night Dr. Avery invited Pattie Thum, Miss Hamlin, Abbie F. Hamlin, a cousin of the Swans, Fannie Swan, and myself up to her room to meet Mr. and Mrs. Swan. Dr. ,Charles J., and Mrs. Hinkle ,Hinkel, and their daughter were also there, so we had a very pleasant evening. I wonder that Dr. Avery even pays me any attention for I go to see her very seldom, not because I do not like to, but because I am very sensitive about going where I am not wanted. We played cards. Dr. Hinkle, being my partner, and a most amusing one. Then we were served to oranges and cake, which we girls of course enjoyed. Dr. Avery's successor comes here the first of February, but Miss Avery will remain here until March! then she goes to her work out inDenver. You have no idea how much all the Swans think of Mamie Roberts. Fannie received a letter from Mamie not long ago, and in her delight came right down to show me the letter. Since then she has received another containing a picture of herself with the baby. Mamie looks forty years old in it, or as she says, "like the last of pear time" and the baby, too, is wretched. Dr. Avery, too, in very load of Mamie, and Mr. Bucher of Po'keepsie who met her, has taken quite a fancy to her. Mamie writes that they are coming East in the summer, and hope then to have their post changed to a pleasanter. Mamma mentions in her letter that Mr. Blackbura is soon to be "joined to a I aim". I am half dying (rather stony expression, is it not?) to know to which one. I cannot reconcile myself to Miss Augusta marrying a man so much younger than herself, and yet she is the only one who is good enough for him. And then, from what Miss Augusta said last summer about marrying the man who had waited long and patiently, I supposed she was going to accept one of her lovers of longer standing. Do set mycuriosity at rest, and not give such very vague hints another time. Yesterday afternoon the Caecelia Society gave its first concert of the season, and gave it as a matintee, you see. Professor Bitter gave a short sketch of Robert Schumans life and compositions, and all the pieces played and sang were by that composer, the concert being dignified by the name of the "Schumaa Matinte". Your little "Lotus Flower" was sung very sweetly by Miss Jacobs, one of those sisters who know Papa's cousin, Mrs. Moody of Springfield. The little pinfor my eyeglasses has beea received, for which I thank you very much. It is very pretty and just what has always beea needed for "dress-up" occasions. I have never seen them used here; the girls have a way of fastening their glasses to a chain and putting them behind the ear. This pin is a vast improvement, I think. Haven't you begun taking singing lessons yet? I am so sleepy and dull now, that I must stop writing and try and get wakened up by a short walk, I wish it were with you, but wishes are useless, for "if wishes werehorses," etc. Give my love to Mrs. Hunt, and other friends who may inquire for me. With love to Papa and Mamma and yourself. Julie.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: January 21, 1874
Text: Vassar College. Jan. 21. '74 My dear Papa, Your letters come quite regularly now, and at a very nice time, Saturday night. Saturday is the only day in the week when we have an evening mail, but in order to have no letters waiting in Po'keepsie over Sunday, they kindly bring them out about six or seven o'clock, and among them is yours. Carrie's letters, however, are generally longer in reach- ing me: one received today was over seven days in coming. I see by the papers that...
Show moreVassar College. Jan. 21. '74 My dear Papa, Your letters come quite regularly now, and at a very nice time, Saturday night. Saturday is the only day in the week when we have an evening mail, but in order to have no letters waiting in Po'keepsie over Sunday, they kindly bring them out about six or seven o'clock, and among them is yours. Carrie's letters, however, are generally longer in reach- ing me: one received today was over seven days in coming. I see by the papers that you are having quite a time at home in getting rid of your would-be Governor, Davis. He dies hard, and it seems willnot give up without a struggle. Yesterday's Tribune had quite a good editorial upon the matter, most ironically written, and hitting pretty hard at Gen. Grant for his conduct In the Louisiana trouble last year. You must be glad that it is peacably settled, for I suppose there was some anxiety from leering that Davis, Newcomb and the others would take some outrageous step — The snow had nearly disappeared but It Is again renewed. I see It Is snowing quite hard now. Every one is wishing for cold weather, leering a late spring and severe summer, if this warm weather continues. And Ice is quite scarce, and likely to become more so. Wouldn'tit be strange if the people up here should have to resort to our manner of getting it? However, at present there seems no prospect of anything so serious. Last Saturday our class sociable took place, and was a masquerade and fancy dress affair. I went as "red, white and blue". Fannie Buffington was a Queen and a very nice looking one she made. Our resident, Miss Rice, was a Ring. One girl was "Captain Jack": of course there was "Night" and "Morning" who was very pretty, but about the best costume was one made entirely of newspapers. My former roommate, AliceGraham, read her essay in class this morning and delighted us all with it. It is by far the best essay read in class, showing more thought and ability than the others- But Miss Graham Is an uncommonly bright girl: she will take an honor at graduation. It is almost time for the mail to go out, so with very much love to all, including Mrs. Hunt, Your daughter, Julie M. Pease
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: January 14, 1874
Text: Vassar. Jan. 14. 1874. Dearest Carrie, Your letter which I have been expecting all the week came today, and was received with a hearty welcome. But I feel ready to scold you soundly for not giving me some account of your doings during Christmas week and afterwards. Mamma as well as Papa left all the news and accounts the holidays to you, and now between you all not even bare facts have reached me; and I had hoped for a brilliant description from one, at least. Do tell me what people do and...
Show moreVassar. Jan. 14. 1874. Dearest Carrie, Your letter which I have been expecting all the week came today, and was received with a hearty welcome. But I feel ready to scold you soundly for not giving me some account of your doings during Christmas week and afterwards. Mamma as well as Papa left all the news and accounts the holidays to you, and now between you all not even bare facts have reached me; and I had hoped for a brilliant description from one, at least. Do tell me what people do and say, since I cannot be there to see and hear. We haven't yet begun fully to realize that there are twelve whole weeks before us until spring vacation, and consequently have not yet become hopelessly blue. Lessons with me, though, have not gone very well since my return, and unless my luck changes soon, I may get the "dumps", a favorite word with my next door neighbor and classmate, Clements. I wish your dream had been a reality and that you were here in the flesh rooming with me In a pretty room. Oh, Carrie, next summer seems so far away, and wish to be with you all again at Wood-Lawn is so great- But you will think that I am in a fearfully homesick mood, whereas It is not the case. I have merely been wading through the snow for a half hour, whichis not particularly inspiriting; and having hanging over my head the writing something for the Theta, paper on Friday night. I am glad you liked "Off the Skelligs". I suppose the writer's name was In the book. It Is written by Jean Ihgelow, an English woman. Miss Broughton has a new book out, "Nancy" which Is said to be a bright and piquant story. I want to read it, and hope it Is not quite as lovesick as "Red as a rose," etc. Do you remember when we read that, and how long ago it seems? Please send me that chorus, "God be merciful unto us". We must have it in Choral class, and I think it is scarcely worth while to get another..The snow has reached you in advance of us. Today it has begun, and from all appearances will continue no one knows how long. However we cannot complain of the cold this winter. Indeed the complaint is all on the other side, for I hear these northern people saying almost dally, "How I wish it would become cold". This warm weather out of season is not conducive to good health; so I, with the others, ought, I suppose, to be thankful that It is coming to a close. U only the sleighing had come during vacation, so that I might have had another ride after Dr. Allison's fast horses. By the way, Josie Buffington has promised to come over here for Founder's Day, and intends to bring with him two of his College friends, Harry Whitney and Charlie Craik. That will be very nice for us, but under such circumstances I will need a new dress. Do you think Papa would let me have a light silk? Such a thing would be needed next year, and I might just as well have it now while goods are cheaper. I am going to send to New York for some samples, and will send for some of silk and even If I do not get a dress, no harm will be done. These boys have sent word that they will come, but if they change their minds, I shall not bother myself about a dress. Give my love to Mrs. Hunt, if she is still with you, and tell her that I hope to havethe pleasure of sharing her visit, next time. Please excuse half sheets of paper. They are filling up my desk, so I must put them to some good use, and I can find no better than filling and sending them to you. Do, Carrie dear, write me often. I know how very hard it is to write when at our house; but remember the days when you were alone at Troy, and then see if you have the heart to let me go a week without one of your dear letters. With heaps of love and kisses, the latter I hope may make the trip in safety, Your fond sister, Julie.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: January 13, 1874
Text: Vassar College. Jan. 13. 1874. My dear Papa, Having a few spare moments this afternoon before Bud Bell comes down to translate German with me, I will spend them in writing to yon. Sunday I did not write my usual letter, but having written to Carrie the day before, I thought you could not possibly be anxious concerning my welfare. I found a stack of letters awaiting my arrival, and they did my heart good, you may be sure. Your birth day parties seem to have become established, and I suppose...
Show moreVassar College. Jan. 13. 1874. My dear Papa, Having a few spare moments this afternoon before Bud Bell comes down to translate German with me, I will spend them in writing to yon. Sunday I did not write my usual letter, but having written to Carrie the day before, I thought you could not possibly be anxious concerning my welfare. I found a stack of letters awaiting my arrival, and they did my heart good, you may be sure. Your birth day parties seem to have become established, and I suppose you generally, to use the vulgar expression, "smell a rat"when the day comes. Mamma and Carrie though, I see, very the programme, by giving sometimes a dinner and sometimes an evening party. I have wished very much Indeed that I could have been a participator upon that eventful occasion. My dear Papa is growing to be an old man, his years show us; but I can not realise it, neither do I wish to. Two years from now I will be with you on the third of Jan. I hope. Many thanks for the Christmas present from you and Mamma. The papers which you seat for my signature have been attended to, and forwarded to Mr. Swenson, and Carrie and I will seen, I suppose, be In possession of our "little fortune." Professor Orton returned from his South American trip during the vacation. He looks well and changed neither for better or worse that I can see. He Is somewhat tanned, perhaps. Owing to his absence we have not been able to take mineralogy, but still we can have geology next semester; with it, the President says we will have to combine the former study. G erald Massey lectured here last Friday night upon Pre-Raphaelitism, and pleased us students very well. Prof. Van Ingen, an authority of course upon all art-matters did not like his lecture much, considering It farbehind the times, as Indeed it might be, having been written twenty years ago. Mr. Massey is "not much on looks", and one could well believe, as Pres. Raymond Informed us, that he was of "lowly birth": neither has he the look of a poet, If one can Imagine such a look. I have outrun my time, for Bird sits here waiting for me to stop - With very much love, Your aff. daughter, Julie.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: January 10, 1874
Text: Vassar. Jan. 10. 1874. Dearest Carrie, What to say about the news your last letter contains, I do not know. I suppose congratulations are the thing, but they are not In my line any more than yours, and Instead of saying like you, "How do you do?" I would say, "How do you feel? " Dear little sister, If you love him and are happy, I am happy with you. Besides, I like George right well, and believe with him that he will get the dearest and best little woman the world contains...
Show moreVassar. Jan. 10. 1874. Dearest Carrie, What to say about the news your last letter contains, I do not know. I suppose congratulations are the thing, but they are not In my line any more than yours, and Instead of saying like you, "How do you do?" I would say, "How do you feel? " Dear little sister, If you love him and are happy, I am happy with you. Besides, I like George right well, and believe with him that he will get the dearest and best little woman the world contains. I have longed so very much to be with you during the Christmas Festivities; it seems such an age since I have spent a Christmas at home, and yet one more must be passed in this far off land. But withme this has been about as pleasant a vacation as I have had for some time. All the Buffington family are very nice and friendly, taking me at once as one of them, and there were many pleasant people in Kittanning whom I met. All were anxious to know if I had lost my heart while away, but I am happy to say I brought it back in a sound condition, in spite of the many attractive persons of the masculine persuasion whom I met. A cousin ol Fannie's, Grier Orr, pleased me very much, being older than most of the Kittaaalag beaux. He is a lawyer and considered quite smart, but unfortunately for him he was left with such a fortune that he has never beea compelled to lilt a finger for his own support. He is a confirmed bachelor, living with sister, a most lovely lady, and his old father and mother.Then I not an amusing man, Mr. Neale, who has spent a great deal of time in Germany, and is continually recounting his adventures while there. The dancgin men were quite numerous and much as they are in all places. Fannie Buff, has an ardent admirer at home. Dr. Milter Allison. I think I never saw a man so completely infatuated unless it is Mr. George. I don't know, but I am almost sure that he has proposed to Fan and been refused. At say rate, he is formal and almost cold whenever she Is about, trying, you knew, to appear utterly unconscious of her existence. He is a very large man, very handsome with dark hair and grey eyes, very good In his profession it is said, but yet Fannie says she can not givehim the one thing he wants. I still hope she will sometime change her mind, for I am very much pleased with him. He took me out to the sleighing party one night, and during a four or live hour's ride alone with a man one becomes somewhat acquainted, if both are not very reserved. Dr. Allison is a little like Everard Eggleston, being very proud and not given to humbling himself in the least: Indeed he is sometimes quite cynical. He has a sister with whom I was very much delighted. Our little stay in Philadelphia was very much pleasanter than I had anticipated. Mrs. Marshall had invited some young people to meet us at her house, and with music and card playing the time went off quickly. I never expect to see any of thepeople again, yet shall carry away very pleasant recollections of them all; especially of Mrs. Marshall's nephew, Ross Brodie. New Year's morning Mrs. Buffington gave me a little book of Quotations. It was very kind of her and quite unexpected. Mamma and Papa's present is a very nice one, as it will enable us to get a few new books every year, don't you think so? I don't know that I have told you what a gay week our last one In Kitttanning was. I was out until twelve and after every night except Saturday, and then we had a sort of eucher party at the house. Have reached the bottom of my page and so many other letters to write that I must close.Do write often, Julie.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M.
Date: Fall 1874
Text: Vassar Sunday night [Fall 1874] Dear Cara, In spite of feeling miserably stupid and sleepy, I yet must write you a few words before retiring, for fear that time will be lacking tomorrow. Tonight I have made but one call, although there are many others which should have been made, but It is always a great effort for me to start, and after going in town to church I am unusually tired. Our Senior parlor was opened last evening and has since been quite a "belle". Teachers and students...
Show moreVassar Sunday night [Fall 1874] Dear Cara, In spite of feeling miserably stupid and sleepy, I yet must write you a few words before retiring, for fear that time will be lacking tomorrow. Tonight I have made but one call, although there are many others which should have been made, but It is always a great effort for me to start, and after going in town to church I am unusually tired. Our Senior parlor was opened last evening and has since been quite a "belle". Teachers and students have been flocking there continually. Thisroom, you must know, belongs exclusively to us, for our little meetings, and for us to spend social evenings in together, whenever we desire - It is furnished very prettily in maroon, and contains many very pretty pictures. One in particular, "Little Foxes" an etching, I should like very much to have myself, for our house at home, it belongs to Mary Taylor In one corner of the room is my "Playing Doctor," which is a good deal admired. That is the only contribution I have made in addition to the Class tax, but that is sufficient I thinkAs you already know I am on the committee of arrangements for my Chapter, Delta by name. Well, matters have looked pretty dark for some time but are brightening now. Only twenty five belong while the other societies number forty or more, but we have several new members in view. Miss Terry let us have her parlor for our meeting Friday night, and that was enjoyed greatly by all for we could use her piano and have music. By the way I am reminded to tell you that soft tinting, as it is called, for the walls does not cost a great deal; it is painting which is expensive,I am going to ask Prof. Van Ingen about it, for I still hope that we might have our Dining room done- There are some pretty carpets In cheap ones, for after much trouble the one in our Senior parlor has been selected and is pretty. It is like a Brussels pattern, a soft grey with twistings and intricacies of darker shade - Last night came Papa's letter and Mamma's giving me great pleasure. It is very pleasant to get the letter Saturday night, and yours when it comes in the middle of the week somewhere - With much love, Julie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: December 14, 1873
Text: Vassar. Dec. 14. 1873 My dear Sister, You cannot imagine, I am sure, how much I have missed your letter this week, or you would most certainly have written. Every mail I would turn away so much disappointed, with only hall the will to study which would have been mine if your letter had come. Papa and Mamma's letters, too, have not boon received, but that it is probably owing to the carelessness of Po'keepsie postmasters, and the letters will very likely come tomorrow. It Is a very...
Show moreVassar. Dec. 14. 1873 My dear Sister, You cannot imagine, I am sure, how much I have missed your letter this week, or you would most certainly have written. Every mail I would turn away so much disappointed, with only hall the will to study which would have been mine if your letter had come. Papa and Mamma's letters, too, have not boon received, but that it is probably owing to the carelessness of Po'keepsie postmasters, and the letters will very likely come tomorrow. It Is a very good thing that vacation is so near at hand. Quantities of girls are sick,both on account of the warm damp weather we have been having for some time, and also because they are nearly used up with study. Several have already gone home, and some go tomorrow. The vacation is so long, nearly three weeks, that they will all have time to become thoroughly recruited. Fannie Buffington, is feeling quite badly today, as well as for several days past, but I think she will be all right as soon as we get started. We leave here at a little after one o'clock Thursday, meeting her two brothers in Philadelphia. Josie, her brother from Trinity College gets away a day sooner than we, and her little brother Orr Is now In Phil. Carrie Norton went home several days ago, feelingquite badly; she expects to return after Christmas. So many Seniors are about used up just at this time; and I think Prof. Backus is at the bottom of hall the trouble. The reading essays in Chapel Is his doings, and that makes the girls sick. There Is a little Freshman here who Is very well acquainted with Jenny Potter, whom you have often heard of through the Swensons. This girl, Miss Hodges tells me that Jenny and her mother left Brooklyn last week for Austin, Intending to spend the winter there. By this time they have probably reached Austin, and if you have not already done so, I wish you would call on them. Jenny Is very nice, and I don't doubt you will like her.I have no fears about her liking you, little sister, and It will be pleasant for you to have her stay with you some, to ride etc. I presume Johan will pay her some attention; he has always spoken so highly of her, and Is naturally so fond of all new damsels. Did I ever write you that a sister of Katie Burch was here this year ? Mamie Burch in a preparatory and a very dear little thing. One day we were speaking of Annie Dewy, whom she thinks almost the perfection of a girl, agreeing with you, you see. Annie, it seems, was very popular indeed, yet had one rival for valedictorian honors, and Katie did muchto gain the honor for her. Mamie was a little thing then, and of course must look up greatly to Annie who was a Senior. By the way, it is very amusing, the way in which my parlor-mates talk to me as a Junior. It Is really laughable, for a Junior after all Is not worth much more than a Prep, It is only the difference of a few years more or less of residence at the Colleges for it is amazing how little we Juniors know. As Seniors, I fear we will be perfect "know-nothings." Oh, the luxury and the bliss of a single room! I am continually more and more pleased with mine, although it is dark and cold and notvery inviting looking. But to think that even such a comer is your own to have and to hold for a year is perfect happiness. I was the happy (or unhappy) possessor of a seat at the German table for four weeks. For a week I was beside Frauleln Kapp and had the pleasure of understanding very little that she said, and of expressing myself In the worst possible German. There I was beside Post. Swift, who besieged me with questions, in order to make me talk, and then with corrections. It was from me, "Bitte, dem Zucker." Post Swift, "den Zucker." From me, "Danke Frauleln," Post. "Fraulein," and so on to the end of the chapter. Of course it was very good for me, but so is also the pill to the patient. — nevertheless its bitterness is the same. Now we are away from that table, and form a nice little Junior table of ours now. Bertha Keller has the head of the table and I am at her left. One Sophomore mars the perfect symmetry of our Junior circle, but as she Is very, very pleasant, we do not consider It a disagreeable interruption. Friday night Mr. Proctor gave his second lecture. This one was more Interesting than his lasts was about the stars and beautifully illustrated by stereoptican views. Much to my surprise I received the lecture from Mr. Hopkins some days ago. Please thank him for sending It, when you see him. I do not feel myself capable of writing him a letter of thanks. Neither do I feel myself capable of in any way criticising it. It did seem to me that it was very well written, but I can not see exactly what he is aiming at. I can't see how any man who Is as Mr. Hopkins says of himself, "neither mathematician or astronomer," can take upon himself to refute Newton's Laws. Here, ought I to have written several letters tonight, and this Is all I have accomplished. The bell will ring In a few minutes, so with heaps of Love, Your Loving sister - Please tell me whenever anything I send you reaches you.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: December 7, 1873
Text: Vassar College. Dec. 7. 1873 My dear Mamma & Papa, Your letter reached me unusually early this week, because mailed on Sunday, I suppose. It seems so nice to get a letter from home the same week in which it is sent, and also wonderful when I remember in my first year here, your letters were never more than fourteen days on the road and sometimes more. Our week of dissipation was very pleasantly ended by a visit from a colored troop of singers, members of the Hampton School for Negroes....
Show moreVassar College. Dec. 7. 1873 My dear Mamma & Papa, Your letter reached me unusually early this week, because mailed on Sunday, I suppose. It seems so nice to get a letter from home the same week in which it is sent, and also wonderful when I remember in my first year here, your letters were never more than fourteen days on the road and sometimes more. Our week of dissipation was very pleasantly ended by a visit from a colored troop of singers, members of the Hampton School for Negroes. The Super- intendent of the School, Gen. Armstrong, accompanied them, and gave us in a few words the purpose and present prospects of the school. These singers are traveling about and giving concerts in order to raise money for building the School rooms, etc. The whole cost of the buildings will be seventy five thousand dollar a, and they have now received twenty five thousand, ten by their singing and fifteen in contribution. They give a concert in Po'keepsie this week, and wishing to visit the college were invited out by the President to sing, we were not asked to give them any money, but our Prex. said that he thought we had "better take our pocket-books in our pockets, as their was no telling what we might feel moved to do"I And I am glad to say that nearly all felt moved to give something, so that about eighty five dollars was given, and as their is some talk of given them in thanksgiving offering of fifty, quite a nice little sum will have beea contributed by a "white sister Institution." The darkies were very nice looking, seven men and five women, and I am sure will carry away pleasant recollections of their Vassar visit for I never saw the College so enthusiastic over anything before. The most celebrated singer could not have received half the applause that these poor drakes. We clapped and clapped, till we could do no more. I really feared my hands would be blistered. The singing was very nice indeed, and the songs were thoroughly negro melodies. In one song, one man sang "Oh! then my little soul will shine, shine in heaven," alone, while all joined in the chorus. And every time he began "Shine my little soul" the chapel was convulsed. Another song in which every brother and sister was enquired far in this manner, "I wonder when Brother Liyah's gone!" was very good, especially when all sang together, "Now, Peter go ring dem bells!" very low and soft: there was a ring and mellowness about all their choruses which is never heard in white people's singing. A woman sang "Down on the Swanee ribben", exquisitely, and I cannot imagine anything much sweeter or sadder than the chorus sung by those full, rich voices. ' While we were at supper the darkies came down to the dining hall and sang us two more songs. One of them was first rate, both for the sentiment and heartiness with which it was given - It was in regard to the differentdenominations. A female voice began, "Foxes have holes in the ground, and birds have nests In the air, and everything has its hiding place, but the poor Savior have none!" Then all burst out with "Now ain't that hard!" with such vigor, that they Just "brought down the house," as the saying Is. One aid man then sang that "Baptist was he, and Baptist he would die," another one nag "Methodist was he," fee, until finally one sang "You may go this a way, you may go that a way. You may go from doe to doe, but if you've not God's grace in your heart, the devil will get you, shore !" Tonight Gen. Armstrong comes out to address the meeting of Religious inquiry, so we shall hear something more from them,- and their doings. It seems the school is not alone for teaching "book learning", but more especially for teachingthem what it will be necessary for them to know in order to make their livings. Cooking, sewing, etc. for the women, and other occupations for the men— Tell the darkies, please, who always want to know if I see any of their complexion up here, how delighted the Vassar girls were with these singers, and how they welcomed them. One rather excitable girl went round and buttoned all the women's gloves upon their departure, and vowed she would have kissed them all If they had let her! I do believe that I have written nothing only about the darkies. But I have no more time to write new, so will have to leave unsaid anything more I may have to say. With much love, Your daughter, Julie.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: December 4, 1873
Text: Vassar College. Dec. 4, 1873. My dear Sister, Again we have a holiday and so, having little to do this evening I can take time by the forelock and begin my letter to you. Philalethlan day Is welcomed by me, because it Is a holiday, but for the rest, I presume it will be somewhat stupid. This was barely a commencement, but this evening I have time to write again. All the morning I was trudging about in town with Miss Graham and this afternoon Fannie Buff and I have beea idling away the time...
Show moreVassar College. Dec. 4, 1873. My dear Sister, Again we have a holiday and so, having little to do this evening I can take time by the forelock and begin my letter to you. Philalethlan day Is welcomed by me, because it Is a holiday, but for the rest, I presume it will be somewhat stupid. This was barely a commencement, but this evening I have time to write again. All the morning I was trudging about in town with Miss Graham and this afternoon Fannie Buff and I have beea idling away the time reading Mrs. Browning and talking. So new oar holiday is almost over, and I have done none of the hundred and one little things which I had intended to do, but such Is always the case. How philosophical! This has been a week of marvellous dissipation for us, sad one for which we must pay by months of steady and stupid study. Wednesday night we had a lecture from Mr. Praetor upon the sun* It was very good, but was not so Interesting as we had anticipated. Then Thursday night Mrs. Scott Siddens had a reading In Po'keepsie, and a good many us went In to hear her. She is as beautiful as her pictures represent her, but her reading was rather affected. Some of her Shakespeare reading was very fine. The "May Queen," I think, she spotted. Do you remember the lady we heard read in Hartford? This was a great improvement upon that. Then last night was Philalethlan. Every thing passed off nicely as about as usual. The brass band from Haw York was an Innovation, however, andone with which every body was enchanted. Letters from Texas come now In the regular time. So this morning I received Papa and Mamma's letters in which they leave to me the decision of going or not going home with Fannie Ball. As I hate exceedingly to decide any question, I would have hoped you would have assisted me. Fannie is very anxious to have me go, and as I presume we will have a very pleasant time, thank Fortune she Is not crazy after beaux. I think I shall go. As for the dress for winter, it is entirely unnecessary. If I have my black polonaise made, and get a "cheap print," as Miss Terry calls them, XI shall be all ready, By the way Mimmi says that she has bought some stuff for you a cloak. Be sure and have it made in the walking Jacket style, with double front, and pockets and slashed back. I presume you have seen the style often In the Baaaar, and can send for the pattern. There is a pretty style of braid new for trimming which I could send you, If you wish. it costs 35 cts. a yd. and is to trim mine where it is made over. Yesterday when I was in town I looked at gold ball earrings. There was a very pretty pair for eight dollars, and an exquisite pair for ten. Nothing so pretty can be bought for the price as these balls, of course they will not be the fashion very long, but about as long as any style. Don't you want me to send you [Remainder of letter is lost]
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: November 30, 1873
Text: Vassar, Nov. 30, 1873. My dear Papa and Mamma, Imagine my delight last night at receiving your letters. Instead of having to wait until Monday as Is usually the case. Only five days this letter was In coming, showing that it is more carelessness In Po'keepsie delivery that prevents their reaching the College always in that time. Indeed, fine as was our Thanksgiving dinner I did not enjoy it half so much as I would a plain beefsteak in our home dining room, surrounded by pleasant home...
Show moreVassar, Nov. 30, 1873. My dear Papa and Mamma, Imagine my delight last night at receiving your letters. Instead of having to wait until Monday as Is usually the case. Only five days this letter was In coming, showing that it is more carelessness In Po'keepsie delivery that prevents their reaching the College always in that time. Indeed, fine as was our Thanksgiving dinner I did not enjoy it half so much as I would a plain beefsteak in our home dining room, surrounded by pleasant home faces. Nothing here, this year has seemed so nice as usual, I suppose because there is such a fresh impression of all that pertains to home in my mind. So you are all complaining of the cold, and bringing in plants when there are still leaves on the trees and green figs growing! What inconsistency! And what is Thanksgiving without snow on the ground, surely you envy us our delightful skating and sleighing, (the latter of which we Vassarites enjoy so much,) Did you really not manage to have anyone to dinner but little Mr. Stewart, and how did he manage with his knife and fork? He has such fear and trembling atgoing to any "eating" party, and Carrie and I could never persuade him to join as in disposing of her nice cake. By the way, the nuts were received in a perfectly sound condition. I am very much obliged for them, and wonder at the Ingenuity of the person who picked them out in such large pieces. Your plants must now make the dining room put on a very blooming appearance, at the same time causing yea Infinite trouble and anxiety. The few little bulbs, which I shall send you as soon as I can find a small box to fit them, will look exceedingly insignificant beside yourtropical oleanders and cactus. All the plants In our room were frozen a few nights since, although we took them down from the window sill and dressed them in warm gowns of paper. However, I am the Jonah, bringing ill-luck to whatever I touch, for no other flowers in the corridor were injured. What are the prospects at present for the election? Cliffie Loverin lent me a Galveston paper the other day which seemed to think Mr. Coke has a good chance to fill the next gubernatorial chair. I think tomorrow is the election, (perhaps I am mistaken,) and so shall watch the vigilantly for news. Goodnight, dear peoples, Lovingly Julie.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: November 23, 1873
Text: Vassar, Nov. 27, 1873. My dear Carrie, Thanksgiving morning has at last arrived. Breakfast being at eight, I have Just time to start this letter before the bell rings. No letter has come from any of you this week, and I have been, hoping that my Thanksgiving would be made brighter by receiving one. Now, however, the day is over and none has come. It is a long, long time since I have written to you, Carrie, and you must think me negligent indeed, while youhave been more than usually punctual...
Show moreVassar, Nov. 27, 1873. My dear Carrie, Thanksgiving morning has at last arrived. Breakfast being at eight, I have Just time to start this letter before the bell rings. No letter has come from any of you this week, and I have been, hoping that my Thanksgiving would be made brighter by receiving one. Now, however, the day is over and none has come. It is a long, long time since I have written to you, Carrie, and you must think me negligent indeed, while youhave been more than usually punctual in writing. One week I had been told that I must read my essay In class the next Monday, and of course I felt very little in the mood for writing; by the way I have never told you about reading that essay, have I? It was perfectly terrible! I was the first one appointed to read; Em Rice read the same day after me. I had to stand in front of the class and read and then came the criticisms! The latter were not very hard to bear: the girls said they had none to give, and Prof. Backus said there was very little chance for any. He liked my analysis, but, thought I had left out one thoughtwhich would have made my essay more effective; and found energy in some of the short sentences, called for my unit sentence and then all was over. The girls all tell me they liked my essay very well, but they would tell anyone set Just so much do I believe in school-girl protestations. Since the reading of mine two very fine essays have been read one by Emma Clark, on "Webster as an Orator" and one by Miss White on "Doubt." The other essays read have not amounted to very much. Well, after reading, I felt very little like letter writing, and so I have allowed so much time to pass withoutsending you one of my miserable scrawls. Yesterday morning, Thanksgiving, I did not go to church, but Idled around in library and parlor J dinner was served at four oclock, we remained there for over two hours and then adjourned to the Parlors where there was singing and playing. At eight o'clock we met In the Chapel and the Prex. read; this reading is becoming an institution In the College, and a very pleasant one. He read selections this year. One of Mrs. Stowes "Old Town Fireside stories, some passages from Othello, a lay of Macauley's and the never tiresome "Lend me the ? of a ? ," were the pieces selected. A little more eating had to be done In the shape of Icecream and cake, Miss Terry must be shaken hands with all round, and then the Thanksgiving of seventy five was gone, nevermore to come again. It has been quite a pleasant one, but to me not so much so as previous ones, perhaps, because the novelty is wearing away. It is so wintry here, the ground being covered with snow and all the leaves gone from the trees and It is bitter cold. You, I suppose, are also shivering over the cold, but Wood-Lawn even In winter does not look very dreary. I am glad Jack and George still visit you, otherwise you must be rather lonesome sometimes. Mamma wrote that you had been cleaning your room, so I presume your blinds are finished. How do you like them? and how does your room look? Aren't your pincushion, be nearly faded out, so that I can make you a set? and do you a till prefer pink? Mamma seems always so anxious about my eyes, which are indeed perfectly well. And there are many times when it is much pleseanter for me to have a little fancy work to do. So far, however have had none. I dreamt, the other night that I was home, and it was, oh, so nire! It made me almost homesick. I must now end this stupid letter with very much love to all. Your loving little sister.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: November 11, 1873
Text: Vassar College. Nov. 17, 1873, My dear Mamma, For a wonder I have nothing of importance to do today and can sit down and write letters. Prof. Mitchell has gone to Boston and will remain away until Tuesday evening, this gives us vacation in Astronomy, and we never have recitations in Rhetoric Mondays, because then our essays are read. German then is the only lesson I have to learn for Monday and that is already done. Fannie Buffington has Just asked me to go home with her for the vacation, and...
Show moreVassar College. Nov. 17, 1873, My dear Mamma, For a wonder I have nothing of importance to do today and can sit down and write letters. Prof. Mitchell has gone to Boston and will remain away until Tuesday evening, this gives us vacation in Astronomy, and we never have recitations in Rhetoric Mondays, because then our essays are read. German then is the only lesson I have to learn for Monday and that is already done. Fannie Buffington has Just asked me to go home with her for the vacation, and I write to you to know your opinion. Fannie lives in Kittanning, Penxu which is long way from here, but then our vacation is three weeks so that it would be worth while to go. If the invitation came from Fan alone, of course I would not think of going, but every one of the family have sent the request, and as I know her sister already, I would not be quite a stranger among them. Aunt Maria has always expected me to spend my vacations with her, but has said nothing of this one. If she Is In Albany though, I presume she will want me to go there, as I should like very much to do. So also would I like to visit Fannie. Can you not decide for me ? The expense would be something to go to Pennsylvania, and In these hard it times of money, I suppose must be taken into consideration. Tell me please If I must be very economical this winter. You know when I can get money I am very fond of spending it. I have about decided not to get a new dress, for my others will do very well, and there are several things which I aught to have. But if I go away far the vacation I shall have to have my black alpaca finished. Then my black cloak must be made ever, and my hat either trimmed or a new one bought, and I ought to have anew underskirt, so my bills cannot fall to be something without the dress. And if times with you are so bad as they are said to be here, money must be pretty scarce. It takes letters now such an abominably long time to came, and I have to keep Fannie waiting for an answer until I hear from you, that will you please write me where to spend my holidays immediately an receipt of this? Perhaps as a final resort I shall have to decide to remain here instead of going anywhere. One of the girls is calling me, so I must close. With love, your daughter Julie M. Pease
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: November 15, 1873
Text: Vassar, Nov. 15, 1873. My dear Mamma, This has been a miserably gloomy day, snowing, hailing and rain- ing by turns; nevertheless, we had oar exercise to take Just the same. Dr. Avery never sees fit to excuse us unless it is bitter cold or pouring rain. Sometimes after she has excused us the sun comes out brightly, and then, to make up for her mistake, she will not excuse us the next unpleasant day. We don't know when she is going away, the reportwas that she would leave the first of...
Show moreVassar, Nov. 15, 1873. My dear Mamma, This has been a miserably gloomy day, snowing, hailing and rain- ing by turns; nevertheless, we had oar exercise to take Just the same. Dr. Avery never sees fit to excuse us unless it is bitter cold or pouring rain. Sometimes after she has excused us the sun comes out brightly, and then, to make up for her mistake, she will not excuse us the next unpleasant day. We don't know when she is going away, the reportwas that she would leave the first of November, but she Is yet here and there seems no prospect of her going. Received a letter from Jennie Ladd a few days since, her correspondence seems progressing more rapidly than ever before. She wrote no news. I am owing so many letters that I am always astonished when I receive one that is not from heme. If it were not for my two letters each week I fear I should see very few. I have just beea interrupted by a call from Carrie Norton. The poor girl has her Senior essay to read In Chapel This week and is naturally very much disturbed by the thought of so doing. Reading my Junior essay before the class has been a not very pleasant foretaste of what will befall me next year. Although I am writing In my own room with the door closed Into the parlor, the sound of voices Is plainly heard, which is not conducive to good writing or thinking. There is a wonderful lack of concentration of thought in my composition for when I hear conversation around me while I am writing I am very apt to forget my occupation and join in with the others. The President gave us a very good sermon today in regard to the choice of friends. He says that he has preached it before within three years, but I have no recollection of ever having heard it before. My memory does not equal that of last year's valedictorian, neither does it bear any resemblance to that of my "paternal." Our Presidents sermons are generally more like lectures, and are improving with his years. Hoping that you are all well, your loving daughter.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: November 11, 1873
Text: Vassar College, Nov. 11, 1873. My dear Mamma, Today I have been finishing the "Newcomes" and become so much interested that I could scarcely stop for supper. In spite of your injunctions to read nothing that is not absolutely necessary, I read It; but then, that was absolutely necessary as you could not expect me to leave a novel unfinished. But do not be alarmed concerning my eyes; they are perfectly well, and as for reading, this one book is all that I have read since my return,...
Show moreVassar College, Nov. 11, 1873. My dear Mamma, Today I have been finishing the "Newcomes" and become so much interested that I could scarcely stop for supper. In spite of your injunctions to read nothing that is not absolutely necessary, I read It; but then, that was absolutely necessary as you could not expect me to leave a novel unfinished. But do not be alarmed concerning my eyes; they are perfectly well, and as for reading, this one book is all that I have read since my return, and an occasional peep at the papers, which I fear keeps me about half posted in regard to the news of the day. Only through Prof. Backus did I learn of the conviction of Stokes, this was incidentally mentioned in Rhetoric class. For the last week I have been franticly pouring over the papers in order to find something about the present condition of affairs in France, as I have to write something about it for Chapter next Friday night. The result of my reading Is to discover that the French know little enough of their own condition and prospects, and I still less. All Is confusion there, and all Is confusion in my poor pate. There seem to be numberless political parties with numberless leaders, but I cannot disentangle them in my mind. I am very glad that Julia suits you all so well, and hope that she may continue to remain with you. You will not need then to procure your Chinaman, as you have often threatened to do. Col. Higginson lectured here some nights since, his subject being "Literature in a Republic." We all enjoyed the lecture, more from the profuse sprinkling of anecdotes than from the amount of thought in it. A few ideas were brought forward and there plentifully illustrated. The next day he visited several classes, among others our Rhetoric class. He talked to us there a little and pleased us more then than when lecturing. The Vassar Miscellanie's have come out and are pretty good. Aa soon as I have read mine I will send it to you. It is the only copy I have, or I would send it immediately. I hope the diengue has been banished from Texas by the cold weather, though fear that nothing but lack of victimes will put an end to it. Such seems to be the only thing which will stop the yellow fever. You have been very fortunate to escape so far. Papa will have more faith than ever in his quinine, and other precautions since it has saved you all from any attacks. Your letters are still nine or ten days coming, the envelopes looking quite old after so long a voyage. With love and kind remembrances to all your off. daughter
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: November 3, 1873
Text: Vassar College. Nov. 3, 1873. My dear Mamma, Prof. Backus has been for once a dear good man, and excused us soon as we finished reciting although the period was not over. By this means I have gained twenty minutes to write this letter to you which I omitted to write yesterday. I was delighted to receive two letters from you last week; It was indeed an unexpected pleasure. But after such nice "newsy" letters I am ashamed to send mine which are mere "wards, words, words,"...
Show moreVassar College. Nov. 3, 1873. My dear Mamma, Prof. Backus has been for once a dear good man, and excused us soon as we finished reciting although the period was not over. By this means I have gained twenty minutes to write this letter to you which I omitted to write yesterday. I was delighted to receive two letters from you last week; It was indeed an unexpected pleasure. But after such nice "newsy" letters I am ashamed to send mine which are mere "wards, words, words," Every Monday so far it has rained, making what is always at school a miserable day still more so. We are now for almost the first time having a taste of real winter weather. The winds are bitter, and old Sol does not show himself to such advantage as we would wish. But do not imagine for a moment that we are personally near the freezing point. I put my nice quilt on at night and am as comfortable and warm as a cat curled up under a stove. Carrie Norton is here this year, but we see each other very seldom. We all have so many calls to make on Saturday and Sunday nights that we only can call onthe same person only at great Internals of time. Carrie tells me that Aunt Annie's fall down cellar some time this fall and of course felt the jar for some time; and that Mr. Whitman felt very blue because suffering from a severe cold which has considered dangerous; however they are all well now and quite cheerful. Have you heard anything from Aunt Cornelia and Uncle John in regard to their spending the winter in Texas? I hope they will come, for I should think it must be quite lonely for you and Carrie with Papa away so much. And has not Mrs. Hunt written to you yet? I am sorry that Lizaand Chloe go to school in town, for the association with other children will do them no good. How are your plants thriving? Being one of the directors of the Floral society this year, I take renewed interest in flowers. I am getting some bulbs for spring and will send you a few. At home I suppose they will blossom as early as February I should think. There is the Joyful sound of the dinner bell, so I must go and eat my brown bread and butter. Lovingly your daughter Julie M. Pease.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: October 30, 1873
Text: Vassar College. Oct. 30, 1873. My dear Cara, Last week I was either too busy or lazy to write to you on Wednesday, so no letter was sent you, and last night I debated some time the question whether to write you a letter or to write my essay. Finally I decided that my duty called me to the latter. Looked at my paper and pencil point for some time without accomplishing much, and now think the time might have been as profitably spent In writing you. This essay, by the way, is the bane ofmy...
Show moreVassar College. Oct. 30, 1873. My dear Cara, Last week I was either too busy or lazy to write to you on Wednesday, so no letter was sent you, and last night I debated some time the question whether to write you a letter or to write my essay. Finally I decided that my duty called me to the latter. Looked at my paper and pencil point for some time without accomplishing much, and now think the time might have been as profitably spent In writing you. This essay, by the way, is the bane ofmy existence. It must be handed in on Saturday and It can scarcely be called begun, only two sentences being written at present and very likely I shall strike those out. Essays are bad enough at all times, but these, our first Junior essays, we must read before the class, who have "carte blanche" to criticize; and not tho class alone but its Professor, who is sometimes just withering. When we were told of this sad fate which had befallen us, we were ready to pack our valises and leave the walls of our not then "alma" Mater; but alas, they might have been prison walls for all we could do about getting out. Many wore the tears shed,many the groans groaned, many the cutting sarcasm uttered in regard to Prof. Backus, but all to no avail. Our death warrant had been sealed and the only course left us was to bear our fate like noble Vassarites Choice of subjects was left to us, but I, with many others preferring not to choose for myself, went to Truman J. and demanded something to place at the top of my sheet of composition note. Immediately he said, "I want you to write upon Sam Houston, do you know much about him?" Meekly I answered "yes." Do you like him, "yes." Then you can make an interest ing essay about him. Sadly I departed, knowingthat far from being an interesting essay. It would be so dull that I hoped the greater part of my audience would fall asleep, and thus I might avoid a part of the crushing criticism to be given upon it. Pity me if you can, you who never used to mind writing, and who are now revelling In bright sunshine and warm weather, more inspiriting than frosts, fogs and freezing corridors. If all the class were poor writers I would not mind so much, but the best writers in the College are In our class, and it is hard to have them hear one's poor effusion. I can think of no better way of trimming the skirt of your black dress than toput a wide ruffle around the bank and puffs up the front. A ruffle, with heading like mine to go up where the ruffle ends, and then the puffings, like this. Be sure and put a standing ruffle of the same around the neck of the dress. I hope you can make something of the elaborate picture. I know of no polonaise pattern. All look about the same. You ask if my bracelet is here. X found it In my box of ribbons, which you remember I did not look over before leaving. I am very sorry as I have no particular use for it here. Have you seen nolittle black studs and pearl sleeve-buttons. I cannot find them here and need the studs as all my sailor waists are made for them. How Is Papa's bank getting on and have you seen his Cashier yet? Papa must hare been exceedingly busy for some time past, organising the bank while he had an important case en hand. Mr. Baker's death seems so sudden and sad. Do you remember his saying, the last time he was out at our house, that he never expected to have so pleasant a summer again as this one had been, and that in his life he had had few pleasanter ones ? I am going to paint in watercolers some this year, andhave already sent for my paints. Mannie Hopkins and I will be able then to take our boxes in our hands when we make each ether visit, there. I have been copying a picture of Landseers, the little dens which I told you about, and some lilies of Prof. Van Ingenss these are all I have done so oar. Professor comes out every day new, although his ankle pains him a good deal and he walks quite lame. It Is very wrong In him to use it so soon after the sprain, as it will make it last much longer, but he is like most men, obstinate, and cannot be persuaded to remain at home. He knows that nothing could go on in the Art Gallery without him, and so of coursefeels It his duty to be here. Don't you want me to send you some kind of a leather for your winter hat, If I can find anything suitable In Po'keepsie? All In the house must be too worn to use again. I have net sent the gloves yet because I thought the mails were so irregular that they might not reach you. Accept the greatest amount of love from your loving sister.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: October 27, 1873
Text: Vassar College. Oct. 27, 1873. My dear Mamma, Taking "no news for good news," and trusting In the maxim "Bad news travels fast," I have been able to get through this week pretty well without hearing from you, but hope that my faith will net be so tried again, as I don't think it could hold out long. Reports from the South are not at all encouraging. When will the blessing of a frost be vouchsafed to the poor distressed people? Received a letter from JennieLadd a few...
Show moreVassar College. Oct. 27, 1873. My dear Mamma, Taking "no news for good news," and trusting In the maxim "Bad news travels fast," I have been able to get through this week pretty well without hearing from you, but hope that my faith will net be so tried again, as I don't think it could hold out long. Reports from the South are not at all encouraging. When will the blessing of a frost be vouchsafed to the poor distressed people? Received a letter from JennieLadd a few days ago she says that Kitty is in Boston, consulting an oculist in regard to her eyes. I really fear something serious must be the matter. Jennie has become a skillful driver as she takes her father to Windsor every day for a ride. Mrs. Loverln left Po'keepsie some weeks age on her way to Galveston where she Intends to spend the winter. But now she had heard of the sickness prevailing there, and finds she cannot return until January. Cliffie is mourning because her mother has left, and it must be very lonesome for her now. There is really quite a chance for Cliffie to enter our classthis year. She has made up Latin and passed her examination, and now being back in but one study she hopes to be admitted by the end of the year. I had hoped to have time to write you a longer letter this period, but the bell is just ringing, and I must close In order to have this letter go out in the mail. Lovingly Julie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: October 20, 1873
Text: Vassar College. Oct. 20, 1873. Dear Mamma, Today Carrie's letter was received, written on the day when you and Papa usually write to me. It has made me quite uneasy,for I know your punctuality in writing, and cannot hut fear that you are sick. There seems to be so much sickness now at home, and Papa is so little careful of himself, that there is great likelihood of him, as well as the rest of you, becoming ill. It makesthe distance between us seem enormous when I think of illness at home...
Show moreVassar College. Oct. 20, 1873. Dear Mamma, Today Carrie's letter was received, written on the day when you and Papa usually write to me. It has made me quite uneasy,for I know your punctuality in writing, and cannot hut fear that you are sick. There seems to be so much sickness now at home, and Papa is so little careful of himself, that there is great likelihood of him, as well as the rest of you, becoming ill. It makesthe distance between us seem enormous when I think of illness at home and the length of time it takes to make the Journey there. I suppose the telegram which Carrie speaks of was sent either to the President or Miss Terry, for I had never heard of it until Carrie's letter came. But even had it been to me, Miss Terry would not have scrupled to open it; such is her custom. I am very sorry you should have been uneasy about me, for there is no occasion for it whatever. I am always perfectly well here. The mails are so very irregular new that if your letters do not come at the appointed time I manage to consolemyself usually. Ten days on the way has been the general time for your letters this fall, when five ought to be the time. You must be having as cold and perhaps colder weather than we are, from all accounts. This we think must be our Indian summer, although It is unusually early for it, But the girls are still wearing white dresses, and cambrics, although the furnace is already going. Are you still preparing watermelons for winter use? I think of how we would be out on the gallery In the evening, and missing you would go and find you busily cutting up melons. It seems so queer to me to find this Just theseason for corn and almost for melons. I haven't seen peaches more than twice since I reached here, but grapes we have occasionally. The frosts here have not been severe enough to turn the leaves very bright colors, but once In a while we find some which are to us [an] were the grapes to the fox, quite sour: for even climbing the stone wall will not bring them within reach. This has been a most stupid letter, but I do not feel much in the mood for writing, tonight. Hoping that you will accept it kindly for the love which prompted It I am your loving, loving little Julie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: October 16, 1873
Text: Vassar College. Oct. 16. 1873. My dear Carrie, A plan has entered my head which I think I shall carry into effect if agreeable to you. It is to write to you once every week, in the middle part, and to Papa or Mamma on Sundays. But in this case you should write to me twice, don't you think that is fair ? I know though how dread- fully hard it is to find time at home to write, even if one has inclination. Today I have an extra period to spare, as Prof. Mitchell has gone away from College,...
Show moreVassar College. Oct. 16. 1873. My dear Carrie, A plan has entered my head which I think I shall carry into effect if agreeable to you. It is to write to you once every week, in the middle part, and to Papa or Mamma on Sundays. But in this case you should write to me twice, don't you think that is fair ? I know though how dread- fully hard it is to find time at home to write, even if one has inclination. Today I have an extra period to spare, as Prof. Mitchell has gone away from College, so thisaccounts for my sitting down in broad daylight without a care and spending some time at my desk. I wish Prof. Mitchell would see fit to "vamoose" more often, although she does give harder lessons for the next time. Miss Kapp conveniently fell sick for a day or two and Prof. Backus absented himself, so that we have had several extra periods. In German we have begun to translate "William Tell" and also a little play from English into Deutsch. The latter is no play for us though as it is real hard. Have you begun German yet and with whom? I have some of Schillers works and if you want them will send any but the one we aretranslating and Wallenstein, also the Adler's Reader if you wish. I think you will find any of these better for beginning than Undine, not being so difficult. I don't know but I have written you that one of our class-mates, Milligan, is to be married soon. By the way, this is the sixteenth, so the wedding will come off today. It is to be a double affair, her younger sister being married at the same time. Millie has sent ever so many of the class invitations, but none has come to me. Of course I am indignant, for I knew her very well, and can only account for it by supposing that the invitation has beensent to Texas. Please let me know if It has reached there. Several of us united and made Millie a wedding present of a toilette set. One made a cushion, another a hair receiver, etc. Fannie and I worked a towel rack for our contribution. The gentleman is a Professor of Greek and Mathematics in a western College, and Millie, who has always been anxious to study Greek, can with great benefit, no doubt, pursue that branch. The poor girl wanted to graduate here, I know, and after marry the Prof, but her father being a poor minister the money was not forthcoming, and the latter pleasure had to come first. Speaking ofweddings leads me to speak of that of Ida's father. Is it net rather strange that the fathers of the cousins Ida and Mary Taylor should marry so near the same time. Mary's father married some time this summer, a sister of the musician Woodbury who has had a good deal to do with Sunday School hymn tunes. Mary had not taken off mourning until the wedding, with which she was very well pleased I think. It is rather hard for Ida to have to give up all household authority which she had had for so long, but I think there is a pretty good chance of her resuming it soon Ina mansion of her own. There Is a young doctor of Troy who has been very attentive to her for some time, and report says they are engaged. Received a letter from Aunt Maria a few days ago, in which she says that she heard of my arrival through the "Pease girls." So I suppose you must at last have written to Sarah, otherwise she could not have heard. Aunt had gone up to Albany and was there awaiting the girls* arrival from the Point, in order to all start for the East, when a despach was received stating that Uncle John had sent for the girls to come home immediately. They have gone, and theEastern trip has fallen through. Aunt is dreadfully disappointed, as well she may be having given up all other trips for this out one, and now to be cheated out of it. And now to ask your advise concerning a little matter. I think it would be nice to tend some Invitations for Philalethian evening to two or three young men at home if they would understand about it. Of course they are merely complimentary, and it is done by all the girls here to those whom they do not know nearly as well as I do George, etc. Do you think I had Matter do so? Tell "Jack" please that as he forgot to tell me who that young lady in the green dress was, he may tell you, and you will write it to me, keeping it faithfully a secret from all else; won't you please? I couldn't imagine whom you meant by your "friend the Maj" in your first letter. No, we saw nothing of Maj. Sellers, for which I am truly sorry. I like his looks, and having heard you speak of him want to know him. The other day I was asked by one young lady through the medium of another, if I knew a Mr. Baker, connected in some way with a flag. Of course I instantly answered no, but after being told that the gentleman said I made a flag for him during thewar, I thought of Dee Baker. He it must be, I suppose, as the girl is from Mass. but just imagine him grown to be a young man! I must go and see the girl who knows him, I suppose. Here have I reached my third sheet without having told you a word about our class sociable. It was last Saturday night, and for variety a phantom party. We were all encased in sheets and pillow-cases looking like the ghosts of ourselves. Without having any "masculines" about we enjoyed ourselves, although presume Mollie Duval and many other Austin girls couldnot understand that. It was much easier to find out the girls than I had supposed it would be. Perhaps in our case because we know each other's ways and voices, eyes be. so very well. Having some mercy, I will bore you no longer this time. Lovingly Julie.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: October 12, 1873
Text: Vassar College. Oct. 12, 1873. My dear Papa, Tonight I can imagine you and Mamma occupied like myself in writing letters: for Carrie has given me such a glowing description of your Sunday evenings that I can almost believe myself at Wood-Lawn. I heard the other day that Mr. Whitman of Troy had been married for some time. Carrie Norton told me all about the affair. It seems that over a year ago Mr. Whitman read in one ofthe Baptist Papers that a minister of that denomination had died, leaving...
Show moreVassar College. Oct. 12, 1873. My dear Papa, Tonight I can imagine you and Mamma occupied like myself in writing letters: for Carrie has given me such a glowing description of your Sunday evenings that I can almost believe myself at Wood-Lawn. I heard the other day that Mr. Whitman of Troy had been married for some time. Carrie Norton told me all about the affair. It seems that over a year ago Mr. Whitman read in one ofthe Baptist Papers that a minister of that denomination had died, leaving a wife and several children, and that shortly after the children had also died, one after another and the poor woman had been left sorrowful and alone. Mr. Whitman's sympathies were enlisted in the poor widow's behalf and he wrote her a letter of condolence. After a little time she replied and thus a correspondence was begun. The lady lived in Maine, where Mr. W. visited her twice and finally went on, and brought her home as step-mother to his children. They are very well pleased with her, as are all the family; Aunt Annie says her only objection to the lady Is that she married Mr. W. knowing so little about him. However the matter stands In a better light since it is known that the lady's brother came to Troy and made enquiries concerning his future brother-ta-law, which of course were satisfactorily answered. Chestnuts, as yet, are not very abundant. This I infer since we have not had any boiled ones for dessert. I have found some, however, In my dally perambulations and enclose two or three lor planting, as you desired. Lovingly Julie M. Pease
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: October 9, 1873
Text: Vassar College. Oct. 9, 1873.f Dear Carrie, Today I find that the letter written to Mamma last Sunday has unfortunately not been posted. So to make up for the delay I write another letter, this time to you. Received your nice letter a few days ago, and today Mamma's enclosing Aunt's letter. Spread it not abroad upon the housetops, but I have been dreadfully homesick since my return. No briney tears have been shed. Oh, no, I never goso far as that, but I have such a longing to (go,...
Show moreVassar College. Oct. 9, 1873.f Dear Carrie, Today I find that the letter written to Mamma last Sunday has unfortunately not been posted. So to make up for the delay I write another letter, this time to you. Received your nice letter a few days ago, and today Mamma's enclosing Aunt's letter. Spread it not abroad upon the housetops, but I have been dreadfully homesick since my return. No briney tears have been shed. Oh, no, I never goso far as that, but I have such a longing to (go, back home and never go away from It, that sometimes I have to press back all thoughts unless perchance a few concerning "meridians," "lat." and the like. For you must know that we are getting into the depths of Astronomical figures. We have had one problem, "a very easy one" Prof. Mitchell says; yet that was enough to give us a taste of what must follow. Almost every night some of us go out star gazing. Passers by would think us crazy from the frantic manner in which we rush about shouting "I know what that is." "Oh! whatis that name?" and the constant repetition of some names as, "Capella, Capella." Last night we learned three new names, and fortunately have remembered them. We find Prof. Mitchell perfectly charming, as she has always been reported to be. One night we went over to ask her some question and were treated to fine large pears. Think we shall go again. I suppose I ought to tell you all about the wedding, which has been a red-letter day in our Calendar. A whole holiday was granted to us, and was spent as taste and pleasure dictated. About four o'clock we all assembled in Cbapel by we I mean those uninvitedto the reception. Soon the Seniors and other wedding guests who were students, as well as the Teachers, marched in and took seats upon the platform. Then when a lively march upon the Organ was begun, the wedding party entered. First the ushers, followed by little Nellie Raymond and another child her age, and the three ether brides maids attended by three groomsmen. Next the groom, upon whose arm leaned Mrs. Raymond, and behold, the bride with her father. As the standing in positions and marching had all been rehearsed, of course it was done, "comme ii faux." The Presidentperformed the ceremony, which was very impressive, and almost as sad and solemn as our own. The ring, "the symbol of eternity" was put en in much the same way as is done in the Episcopal ceremony; in this case, however, a slight annoyance was caused by the dropping el the ring as the bridegroom was to take it. The responses of both bride and groom were loud and distinct, being heard by those in the back part el the room. Alter the ceremony the procession marched out in order, the ergan giving forth the Wedding March. All guestsrepaired to the Presidents parlors, which, as well as the Chapel had been beautifully decorated by Dr. Avery. Room. J was the supper room, fc was well supplied with all things tempting to the palate. The festivities were not long kept up, as the happy couple left for Albany en the nine o'clock train. The bridegroom is a very fine looking man, and both are said to be very good. And now after finishing the description of the wedding, I find that I have omitted to describe the dress of the bride, that which the slanderers of our sex would say we always think of first. It was of white silk, long with no trimming behind and muchin fronts white veil and flowers. One of the girls gave me a piece of wedding cake on which to dream. Three nights, I believe, we can sleep upon it, so that I have some hopes of dreaming of my hero, whoever he may be. Last night however I dreamt of no gent but Papa, but of him all night long. Have bought you a pair of black gloves and will send them soon. Either long ribbon ties or standing ruffs of colored silks are worn. Will send you ribbon and if I make some ruffs will send one. Already made they cost three dollars, which is beyond the limits of my purse. Lovingly, Julie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: October 5, 1873
Text: Vassar Oct. 5, 1873. My dear Mamma, Having just listened to a long and prosy talk from a Dr. Tyler of London, who has come over to the country to attend the Evangelical Alliance, I am so sleepy that I feel that bed is the best place for me. Yet having neglected today to write any letters and make some necessary calls, I must punish myself by sitting up until the last bell. Carrie's short letter is the only one I have received from home, and I am looking anxiously for another. Today I...
Show moreVassar Oct. 5, 1873. My dear Mamma, Having just listened to a long and prosy talk from a Dr. Tyler of London, who has come over to the country to attend the Evangelical Alliance, I am so sleepy that I feel that bed is the best place for me. Yet having neglected today to write any letters and make some necessary calls, I must punish myself by sitting up until the last bell. Carrie's short letter is the only one I have received from home, and I am looking anxiously for another. Today I took a long walk around the flower garden which is looking perfectly beautiful. It has not been at all injured by the few frosts we have had. I could not help thinking how happy you would be among the flowers, yet even here everything does not go smoothly. This is my fourth autumn at the College and it is the first when I have been able to find any beauty in the garden. And even now all has been attained by great labor! constant watering has been necessary here as well as at home all summer. Yesterday while in townI thought I would [have] get the buttons for my brown dress, and no one was missing from my gray polonaise, it seemed best to get that sine, and only think, I want into every known store in Po'keepsle without finding any so large. Finally in despair I was for starting for the College when I saw a newly opened store, and believing firmly in the old saying that things turn up in most unexpected places, I went in, and was successful. Just so, is Po'keepsie in regard to everything. Austin possessed not only the large buttons, but the very sine I needed only I could not get at them. President Raymond's daughter Minnie, who graduated last June, Is to be married on Wednesday. The ceremony will be in Chapel so we all expect to go; some few favored ones will attend the reception after- wards. we hope the wedding will be the means of our having a holiday. As the performance comes off at four p.m. a hall holiday must be given at all events. The engagement has beea a long one, ever since I came and I don't know how much before. Hoping every one Is well, your loving daughter Julie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M.
Date: September 26, 1873
Text: Vassar College, Sept. 26, 1873. My dear Carrie, Today I looked for a letter from you, though I find that it was unreasonable to do so, since it Is just a week since I arrived and of course you could not be expected to sit down immediately after my departure and write. But very soon I want a letter saying that all are well, and also describing the tea-party of last Friday evening. I hope it went off successfully, and think it must have done so, afterso perfect an arrangement of the parlor....
Show moreVassar College, Sept. 26, 1873. My dear Carrie, Today I looked for a letter from you, though I find that it was unreasonable to do so, since it Is just a week since I arrived and of course you could not be expected to sit down immediately after my departure and write. But very soon I want a letter saying that all are well, and also describing the tea-party of last Friday evening. I hope it went off successfully, and think it must have done so, afterso perfect an arrangement of the parlor. Today I received a letter from Papa, written at St. Louis, and stating that he would leave the next morning, so would arrive la Austin, If not detained, on Thursday. Ere now,than, you have heard from him an account of our trip, yet knowing his style Is not, like Uncle Mons, profuse yet partakes of the concise, there will be no harm In my filling In the blanks which I am sure there must be in his narration. As you know, Gov. Davis went down onthe same train with us, but neither he nor I being great talkers our acquaintance is still quite slight. At Bunham we had to wait about four hours, during which time I read: about five chapters of "The New comes,", which I am sorry to say I have not opened since. So you see there Is pleasure in store for me yet, In the finishing. Papa and I took a short stroll through the town of B. In order to see Its beauties, the principal result of our walk, in regard to myself, was the acquisition of numberless fleas which were not frozen out even after my trip through the cold mountain regions of Pennsylvania. Major Longley and Johnny Stevens came on the car upon our arrival at Bunham, but disappeared immediately with the Gov. whom they kept busy, until supper time signing warrants. At supper I met that Mr. who was introduced to me at Hallie Murray's party. At eight o'clock we started in the train, seeing Mr. Stewart there only a moment or so. I found Mr. Stevens a very pleasant boy, for he Is as much one as "Jack." He remarked that he wondered how Mr. George Graham would feel now that I had left. Laughing I told him, "as well as before I came." He hoped I had some message to send George and when I told him none, and that he must have mistaken the person he was still unconvinced. Although he knew that X had a sirter and that my name was Julie, he had made the serious mistake. Whichever one of us it was, he knew that George was always talking of her. A t half past four, a-m. (Just think of it !) we were roused from our beds andcompelled to change cars. You may be sure I was not very happy at having to get up so early, yet as it was the first time for years, it may have been a good thing to see the sun rise. Travelling through the Indian Territory was very quiet, as we were almost the only ones in the car. A sick lady and myself were the only ones of my persuasion, an old lady whose head was tied up in a brown veil having vamosed, the bills being too great, I suppose. We saw plenty of Indians and wretched looking objects they were; clothed, though, as well as most poor whitesend living in pretty good houses. One family had quite a fine house, that is, for such a country. It was painted white with brown trimming and had really a very civilised aspect as did also the children who were seated on Its steps. From St. Louis on nothing In particular happened. Miss Caae (I think was the name) and I were much amused at the pranks the two men played and at the Jokes they got off on each other. So we managed to get through the lone, rainy and cold day that we were travelling. Found everything started fairly when I reachedCollege. The Faculty got ahead of time this year, a difficult thing to do, and had all the class arrangements read off Saturday, so that work began in earnest on Monday. Almost every body is back. Milligan, whom you have heard me speak of, is to be married in Oct. Three of our classmates were married this summer, and quite a number besides are not coming back. Twelve In all, I think, have dropped out, but some new ones are catering and will still make us a moderate sized class. The Freshmean this year will number over a hundred, and the Collegeis about as full as it can well be. Some of the Professors rooms have been assigned to scholars in order to accomodate the large number. Of course there are some changes and improvements In and around the College building. Among the improvements Is an arrangemeat for telegraphing from this point. It has beea greatly needed as the girls have sometimes had to pay several dollars Just for bringing the despatch from Po'keepsie. Room J. our English room has been fitted up with a carpet, tables, pictures and chairs, and is intended for a students generalparlor, there being no such place before In the College. However, we recite our Rhetoric in there and feel really quite "swell," to use a slang term. And the the worst of all is that Dr. Avery leaves here in November for Colorado. Her place Is to be filled by, no me knows whom, but by some pokey old creature, I fear. I see little enough of Dr. Avery, yet on being one of her great admirers shall be very sorry to have her go away. Bird Bell met one of our cousins Pease at West Point this summer. Mary I believe it was, thoughBird was not certain. Hearing they were at the Point she asked her friend Cadet if he knew them. He said yes, that one was very quiet, the other talked a good deal. To this one Bird was introduced. Here haveI been rattling on until I have filled nearly three sheets. If I don't stop now I shall have to pay extra postage, which I do not care to do, having at present few stamps. Remember that you always read my letters first; and it is left to your own discretion whether you show them to Papa and Mamma. This arrangement they said was acceptable to them. With much love JulieP.S. You will find a blank left for a name which I had hoped to call to mind, but find I cannot, so you will have to imagine the name of the man. J.P.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: May 18, 1873
Text: Vassar College. [Probably May 18, 1873] Dear Carrie, As the time draws near for my return home I become quite calm and feel quite as usual. For I can scarcely realize that I shall be at home so soon. Don't you remember alter the war, how anxious you and I were to come North and how we could not believe until we were fairly on our way that we would really start? So it is now with me, It seems as if It were merely a pleasant dream which might not come to pass. You who have not been away...
Show moreVassar College. [Probably May 18, 1873] Dear Carrie, As the time draws near for my return home I become quite calm and feel quite as usual. For I can scarcely realize that I shall be at home so soon. Don't you remember alter the war, how anxious you and I were to come North and how we could not believe until we were fairly on our way that we would really start? So it is now with me, It seems as if It were merely a pleasant dream which might not come to pass. You who have not been away from home so long at a time, I should think, couldnot fully understand my great desire to be at home again. At last summer has come to us with all its force. The last two days have been insufferably hot so every one says, and even I have felt quite comfortable. Today the sun shines so that we will all put off our walks until after tea, so disagreeable is it to walk under the burning sun. Last night the Sophomore party to the Freshmen came off. In spite of all Miss Terry's opposition and intrenchment it was a pleasant affair. It was very warm for dancing, as it was sultry,and I had no desire to go, but being "duty" of course all hostesses should be there, I went taking Jennie and her little friend, Maggie Lemon. But I myself had a nice time, and had the satisfaction of feeling that my two Freshmen enjoyed themselves. The supper consisted only of varios creams of ices and cakes. Miss Terry allowing nothing more, but each one present was given a little bouquet, also for amusement a little bonbon containing a fancy paper cap. No music from town was permitted, and so we had to content ourselves with two pianos which some of our class played. Then both Gymnasium and supper room were beautifully decorated which of course added to the pleasure.I am seated up in state today with my new polonaise on, which Is called very pretty by my parlor mates, but I am not cool, any more than you I fear, for new dresses are never cool. By the way, In Karris gloves, the only seamless ones Po'keepsie contains, I cannot get that shade you wish. But there Is another glove made by Harris, the Victoria, which though less price is very highly recommended to me. I am going to get a pair for myself, and think I had better for you. Two pair of two buttoned Victorias can be bought for a little more than Harris seamless, and they seem almost as nice. "My pen is bad" for truly it is, and I flatter myselfmy writing Is a little worse than usual. Perhaps though I am basely deceiving myself, yet I do know that my German writing is more readable. There goes the Chapel bell, which must necessarily put an end to this letter. Julie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: May 16, 1873
Text: Vassar College, May 16, 1873. Dear little sister, Your last letter was just six days coming; it does seem almost like talking to you to get letters in so short time. Yet I have been study- ing the calendar and find that unless my letter to Papa goes in the shortest time possible and his answer returns in the same way, there is no time for an answer to my letter before the twenty-ninth, or thirtieth, when I would like to leave here. Immediately I must begin to prepare for my examinations. They...
Show moreVassar College, May 16, 1873. Dear little sister, Your last letter was just six days coming; it does seem almost like talking to you to get letters in so short time. Yet I have been study- ing the calendar and find that unless my letter to Papa goes in the shortest time possible and his answer returns in the same way, there is no time for an answer to my letter before the twenty-ninth, or thirtieth, when I would like to leave here. Immediately I must begin to prepare for my examinations. They will be private, of course, and pretty hard, but I do not dread any but Zoology. That is the easiest study yet the most difficult in which to be examined. Poor little Carrie, you must be nearly used up with your manifold cares, and the hot weather coming on. And then, like Mamma, you do not get all the work you can out of the negroes. U you had your sisters laziness I don't know what you would do now. Last night some of us went over to the Observatory to gaze at the stars. You would have thought us "moon-struck" certainly to have seen us down uponour knees, or even reclining upon the steps in order to look through the little "Holland," a small specimen of a telescope. After all we could see nothing, whatever, and a Junior offered to get the focus for us. In vain did she gaze and gaze, and see nothing, but finally she discovered that the "solar eye-piece" was in. This was a good joke on us but not so good as when the Junior gazed and gazed and wondered what could be the matter with that splendid "coast-survey," for all looked dark at the other end. Finally a Sophmore kindly informed her that the "cap" had not yet been removed! I have come to dislike Gymnastics as much as you used to. They are hard work when the weather is warm, and I am delighted to think that I shall get rid of that wretched Exhibition on Class Day. By means of our sketching outdoors we are excused from Gyms, two days in the week, and I hope to be from the other. Carrie, my letters seem so disgustingly egotistical that I hate to send them. From beginning to end it is I. But yet there seems little to tell of interest to you unless in some way appertaining to me, as the only person you know here, so please excuse them. The other day I looked at hamburgs and saw some very pretty patterns for seventy five cents. It seemed safer to get them and bring as the time is now so P.S. Will you ask Ma mm? If she is willing for me to spend enough of that money Grandma gave me last summer to get a sash? I don't see what I shall do without some kind of a one, this summer. I don't know whether I have made it plain that, unless I can have company, I would like to start for home from College on the 29. In either case I shall have to receive letters or telegrams from Papa or Mr. Swenson, in order to leave. near. With much love to all, Julie.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: May 13, 1873
Text: Vassar College, May 13, 1873. My dear Papa, This afternoon I have seen Miss Morse, the President's factotum, who says that I have permission to leave College as soon in June as I choose, It would he perfectly splendid If I could go from here on Friday the 29th May, for reviews will begin on the next Monday and those two days would be of no account. The President said that he would prefer to have me write write all about It so you need not expect any letterfrom him. Do you think that I...
Show moreVassar College, May 13, 1873. My dear Papa, This afternoon I have seen Miss Morse, the President's factotum, who says that I have permission to leave College as soon in June as I choose, It would he perfectly splendid If I could go from here on Friday the 29th May, for reviews will begin on the next Monday and those two days would be of no account. The President said that he would prefer to have me write write all about It so you need not expect any letterfrom him. Do you think that I shall have any company from New York, or shall I come alone? H I do the latter, I should like to leave here on an evening train and go by way of Albany and Columbus, as then I would have no change in a large city until I reach Louisville. Please let me know If you hear of any Company. If Aunt Maria should only be In N.Y. earlier than the sixth matters would be all right. But now I should hate to lose a whole week, for I am all Impatience to be home. Today your letters were received. It Is such a pleasure to hear that Mamma Is well enough to walk about some with the aid af a crutch. She has hadsuch a siege of It. Does Mrs. Gillette expect to stay all summer in Austin/ is not her health too poor to remain In so hot a climate? It must seem like old times to have her there. All our important College people have gone on to Boston to attend same sort of an educational affair. I dan't read the papers often enough to know really what Is going on, so you will find me a great Ignoramus whom you will have to teach all summer about the most common affairs of life. My head Is so full of going home that I find I am not calm enough to write a decent letter. And then, too, I must go and see my teachersand learn if I must be examined before going or upon returning. It Is to be hoped not the latter as everything will have flown out of my head before fall. I could even worship those "grasshoppers" of which you all so dreadfully complain for they come from Texas, and I am so anxious to be there. Your loving but scarcely sane daughter Julie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: May 11, 1873
Text: Vassar College, May 11, 1873. My dear Mamma, Sundays seem almost always disagreeable days at Vassar, and this Is no exception to the rule. A day which is nothing in particular, neither rainy or pleasant, is, I think, an abomination. "Distance lends enchantment," &, so I imagine all the days at Wood-Lawn are perfect, and perhaps I shall be disappointed In that respect next summer. Papa's note to the President has been received and delivered through the medium of his "...
Show moreVassar College, May 11, 1873. My dear Mamma, Sundays seem almost always disagreeable days at Vassar, and this Is no exception to the rule. A day which is nothing in particular, neither rainy or pleasant, is, I think, an abomination. "Distance lends enchantment," &, so I imagine all the days at Wood-Lawn are perfect, and perhaps I shall be disappointed In that respect next summer. Papa's note to the President has been received and delivered through the medium of his "box." For you must knew that we have no personal intercourse with our respected President. All our business must be transacted by means of letters, and our only view of the great man Is at evening prayers. Monday there is Faculty meeting when, I suppose If nothing more urgent is on hand, the learned body will discuss the matter of say early return home. After their decision I much fear that you will be informed of It sooner than I. If the decision is only favorable forever will I "extoll to the stars," (Horace) the faculty of Vassar College. Finding myself in avery dilapedated condition as regards clothing I have sent for some stuff to make one of these new spring polonaises. It is not very expensive, but the same shade as my eld Japanese silk and will do nicely for an overdress. My black alpaca Is In the last stages of decay, so I have had had to have recourse to my brown dress for every day wear until the weather grows warmer. I send a sample of my dress as well as some others to show the spring styles. Last night one class had its grand Sociable of the Semester. There was a nice little play and afterwards dancing. For a long time some of us have beea greatly troubled at the lack of sociability and of class feeling among us, but at last it seems to be roused and on the increase, for our sociables are now enjoyed by all. Perhaps the fact that th number of members is less has something to do with it. We are to give the Freshmen a party soon and of course, as it can be only a plain dancing affair, wish to get up Music and a supper in fine style. Yet Miss Terry will not allow us any men musicians, and women are not to be procured, onwhat we shall do we cannot tell. The best players in our class will be otherwise engaged, and it would not be nice, any-way, to make our own music. And then it seems an insult to the classes to think that they will flirt with common musicians. This is Miss Terry's only objection to having men. The supper too has been cut down somewhat, on account of the expense, but our Class taxes, as yet, have beea almost nothing. Jennie has beea In my room all the afternoon. She says that she has written you today. She Is very busy and I am generallyso and I do not see as much of her as I would like. But we always walk together on Sundays at any rate. Don't you aeed to have me get you some kind of a bonnet frame for summer wear? The fashions have really gone back to the old capes for bonnets, and I suppose you will be glad. My roommates are talking pretty excitedly, so I fear this is a very disconnected letter. With very much love and the hope that you are all well, Julie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: May 5, 1873
Text: Vassar. May 4. 1873, Dear Carrie, All the other girls in our parlor have just finished their usual Sunday work, but I must now begin. Not that I shall attempt any other letter than this to you. One of my "non-writing" moods has taken possession of me, and I find it an absolute burden to put pan to paper. These moods are periodical, and cause me groat disturbance as they generally come at the very times that my essays are due, and many letters unanswered. Today has been quite spring...
Show moreVassar. May 4. 1873, Dear Carrie, All the other girls in our parlor have just finished their usual Sunday work, but I must now begin. Not that I shall attempt any other letter than this to you. One of my "non-writing" moods has taken possession of me, and I find it an absolute burden to put pan to paper. These moods are periodical, and cause me groat disturbance as they generally come at the very times that my essays are due, and many letters unanswered. Today has been quite spring like, tempting me to spend considerable time outdoors. We went searching for birdsnests, and if the wickedness of egg stealing had not been so thoroughly drilled into me in my younger days, I muchly fear that many of those robins, now in an embryonic state, would never see the light of this fair world. Such lovely little blue-green eggs as we found, and such ugly little robins, hatched today, I should think. Jen and I went out this morning and found a good many wild flowers, the first that I have gathered this year, althoughI have soon quantities brought from Cedar Ridge, our Eden in tho way of flower & fern growing. I do envy anyone who can spin out one idea over many pages; for now I glance in dismay over these three of "pure white virgin paper," and long for something to tell you of interests so if you find this letter extremely dull, remember that I am saying any thing to fill up. If we were together our tongues would go fast enough, I reckon, don't you? Have spent part of this day in reading "Peg Woffington," a lovely little story of Reades. One would not suppose from reading his later novels that so pure a story could have ever been written by him. Yet still this bears some of his characteristics. Are you reading "Middle* march"? Every one here speaks highly of it, and Mr. Brooks reckons Its author in the same list with Dickens, Thackery, be. I am anxious to read it, but fear my patience would be exhausted before wading through the first dull pages. R umor, today, told us that the son of Prof. Ortoa would be baptised this morning, and this hope it waswhich kept us moderately tranquil through an extraordinarily long sermon of a temperance character. Great, then, was our disappointment at finding that it was merely a rumor, and that if the child has been baptised today, the performance must have taken place in the privacy of the Orton home. Never having seen baptism according to Presbeterian principles, I was desirous to see whether the water was poured from the silver pitcher, which stood handy, or in what manner otherwise. We have to give in our choice of studies for the ensuing year, immediately, and we are all at considerable loss as to what we shall take. Astronomy I am very anxious to have and of course German. Nat. History is inadmissable as Prof. Orton goes to S. America this summer and will not return before Christmas. Nat. Philosophy is hard the first semester and not at all interesting, so nothing is left but Latin and Rhetoric. I care little for Latin, and have great need of Rhetoric.If it were only to learn the letter from the book, I should not hesitate to take it, but we have to criticise and correct sentences, work for which I am totally unfit. But I suppose I shall have to take it and make a perfect booby of myself for a whole semester. Yesterday Bertha Keffer from Alabama had a box of green peas sent her, which she boiled and distributed to our table. It was a great treat as we had no idea that any were yet ripe. I do hope Mamma is able to walk about now, for any one who is so active it must be a great trial, and only you there to help her and attend to everything. Hard as it was to have them so injured I cannot help rejoicing that it was nothing worse. It is almost tea-time so I must close now with heaps of love to all. JulieIf I knew what no. used to be able to changed. shoes you wear it would be rather easier to fit you. I do so from my own foot but that, very likely has changed
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: April 27, 1873
Text: April 27, 1873. Dear Papa and Mamma, Immediately after hearing of your accident I wrote you a letter, which tonight I find uraent In my desks another case of my unpardonable negligence. I am so very, very glad that you escaped with no very serious injuries; but for some time I was exceedingly anxious lest, as is usually the case, you had both made out your injuries less than they really were. But Carrie's letter has relieved me greatly, and makes me hope that very soon my own dear Papa...
Show moreApril 27, 1873. Dear Papa and Mamma, Immediately after hearing of your accident I wrote you a letter, which tonight I find uraent In my desks another case of my unpardonable negligence. I am so very, very glad that you escaped with no very serious injuries; but for some time I was exceedingly anxious lest, as is usually the case, you had both made out your injuries less than they really were. But Carrie's letter has relieved me greatly, and makes me hope that very soon my own dear Papa and Mamma will be all well again. Woman like, it would be a great comfort for me to have something to blame but nothing, in this ease, remains but to Inveigh against the badness of horses In general. Great cause for thanks have we, though, at this as at all times, for we have certainly been greatly blessed. Several days ago I received an invitation (complimentary of course) from Frank Whitman to some sort ofa Junior (his class) exhibition at Brown University. It makes me the possessor of a very pretty monogram which as I am not making a collection Is of no use, but otherwise is merely a trouble to me. For I must acknowledge the receipt of it, of course, and I have not the least desire, or idea how, to do It. The heading of a letter to a stranger always "stumps" me. (O dear, I have written slang; please pardon me!) Whether to address it Dear Cousin, Dear Frank, or Mr. seen Whitman. Having the youth but once and then for very few moments, it is a difficult problem to solve. By-the-way while speaking of that branch of cousins, I can tell you that Carrie Norton's health is very poor, and she will not return to Vassar until June) she intends to study some at home and thus try and keep us with her class. Until this year I had never heard that she was not perfectly well, but this winter she went home and remained some weeks, and now again she Is compelled to stay away. I hope she will be able to finish the course; since It only takes her one more year to graduate, it would be a pity to have to give it all up. It is so odds way last October, I wrote to Mr. Swenson for some money which he sent Immediately, yet the letter did not reach me. In January his letter was returned him and he then sent it to me. It contained an invitation to come some time and make them a visit, so, of course, I then answered it; there the correspondence ended until day before yesterday when I received a letter from him saying that he had Just then rec'd my letter dated Jan. 21. This letter also contains an invitation to come and see them (indefinite?) which of course amounts to nothing so long as it Is not confirmed by any word from his respected lady. Aunt Maria Robinson writes me that she and Uncle expect to be in New York city about the 6th June, and hopes that I can meet her there. If I come home before the close of College this would exactly agree with my plans, and give me the pleasure of seeing Aunt, If I could go down to N.Y. a day before starting for home.Aunt could also assist In any purchases I must needs make. Founders Day comes on Tuesday, when guests are here in abundance. I wish you could be here, tho! nothing very fine could be promised. We merely have a lecture, this time by Phillips Brooks, a collation, and promenading until bedtime. But I suppose Mamma is still confined to her chair; what do you do for amusement? play bezique? Aunt Juliet writes me that they are again settled in pequenock, and things are going on much as usual. She seems much disappointed In the lateness of the spring. At last all our snow is gone, and we hope that our snow storm of the 22, is the last ef the season. A few little hepatlcas have blossomed In mild comers, but they are the only signs of spring life, unless, it may be, the appearance of huge turtles and some frogs eggs. Some of the latter we are hatching in our parlor, hoping to see them transformed from tailed and gilled tad-poles into promising young frogs. Shall try and write you again this week, and look forward anxiously to the next mail which may bring a letter telling how you are getting along. Lovingly Julie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: April 19, 1873
Text: Vassar. April 19. My dear Carrie, Every day of this glorious vacation I have intended to write to you a good long letter, but time has been so fully taken up that until now I have not been able to commence. Much to our sorrow we find that our weeks holiday has almost flown sway, and half that we wished to do has been left undone. You must have been lonely enough during those days when Papa and Mamma were absent, and glad beyond measure when they returned. My time has been divided between...
Show moreVassar. April 19. My dear Carrie, Every day of this glorious vacation I have intended to write to you a good long letter, but time has been so fully taken up that until now I have not been able to commence. Much to our sorrow we find that our weeks holiday has almost flown sway, and half that we wished to do has been left undone. You must have been lonely enough during those days when Papa and Mamma were absent, and glad beyond measure when they returned. My time has been divided between painting and making a sailor waist. The latter has at last been finishedand is a perfect success; the former is one of those "unfinishable" things. For amusement during our Vacation we have, six of us, gotten up a daily paper, edited by each In turn. The Editor assigns subjects for her day, writes an editorial and reads the paper. Begun for fun we yet thought that It would be a good deal of work and we would never continue, but we find that it is just as much amusement as we expected, and it only takes about an hour, for both writing and reading. The bone of contention is who shallhave the copied number, for there is only one, nobody being found willing to transmit to posterity its valuable matter. The "Quidnune" which has for its modest mottoe, "Vita sine Uteris mors est" is a formidable rival of the "Miscellany," some of our letters from foreign correspondents having been sent to that "inferior" paper and thence to our Lady Principal. Imagine for articles , "Mud pies," "Pleasures of Hope," "Character of Jack Horner," A Debate, "Ode to a Spring Dandelion," etc. Croquet has not been so well patronized this vacation as was hoped. One after-noon I was beaten four games out of six, my partner being a fine player. Don*t you think after that I should throw away my mallet? indeed I did, but for the time only. And such weather as we have had, snow or rain most of the time; occasionally our dear friend "Sol" would make his appearance for a short time, causing us joy beyond expression; but not for long has he favored us. Dearest Carrie, now must 1 end this scribbly letter. Love to all, Julie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: April 12, 1873
Text: Vassar. April 12, 1873 My dear Papa, During our vacation, which has now begun, we are at liberty to sit up as late as we please, and, you may be sure, we avail ourselves of this privilege to a great extent. Last night it was nearly one before I saw fit to go to sleep, but tonight I only want to write to you, and than I shall be glad enough to go to bed. Yesterday was a lovely days we put up a croquet set and had the first game of the season. Prof. Hinkle came out and...
Show moreVassar. April 12, 1873 My dear Papa, During our vacation, which has now begun, we are at liberty to sit up as late as we please, and, you may be sure, we avail ourselves of this privilege to a great extent. Last night it was nearly one before I saw fit to go to sleep, but tonight I only want to write to you, and than I shall be glad enough to go to bed. Yesterday was a lovely days we put up a croquet set and had the first game of the season. Prof. Hinkle came out and watched our game with great interest. He makes me think of you, as regards his excitement over anything of the sort. Several times he so disapproved of my partner and my own plays, that he almost gave us up In despair, although he had espoused our cause, because we were just then, the winning side. He seemed vastly amused at our usual exclamations of delight. "That was an elegant shot!" Elegant he would keep repealing over,as if it was a strange way of applying the word. Then too, since the vacation has begun we have been out boating; but today, just imagine it, raining all the morning and finally ending with snow. I am glad you think that it will be best for me to return by way of New Orleans, for I should prefer that route. Don't you think, on account of the yellow fever, it would be best for me to start the first of June? I am perfectly willing to pass examination alone, in order to reach home sooner, and I think the Faculty would look favorablyupon the plan. I would like so much better to have you write to Mr. Swenaon, or whoever you see fit, about company for me, for I fear the Swensons have no great love for me; but yet if you write me that I ought to do it I must be satisfied. Reviews here begin the first of June. A few days ago I drew on Mr. Swenson for $200, part of which was to pay my College bill. That will leave me nearly forty dollars in my possession, partly sufficient for my car fare I hope, unless there are numerous articles to buy before my return. Today I received a letter from Carrie, in which she speaks of being alone. It gives me great curiosity to learn where you and Mamma have gone, for she does not tell me, and you have not given the slightest hint thatyou were going to make any excursion. I suppose each thinks the other has written. Having reached the end of my paper I will not give you the trouble to read further crossed writing. Lovingly Julie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: April 5, 1873
Text: Vassar— April 5, 1873. Dearest Carrie, Every day this week I have been disappointed in not receiving a letter from you, for this is the second week since any letter has come from you, dear, and I cannot understand why it is so. Tonight after com- ing from a busy afternoon in Po'keepsie I was told a letter was awaiting me, but sad was I to find it was only from one of my last year parlormates. Everyone is rejoicing nowand thinking that spring Is really come. If bright warm days and the...
Show moreVassar— April 5, 1873. Dearest Carrie, Every day this week I have been disappointed in not receiving a letter from you, for this is the second week since any letter has come from you, dear, and I cannot understand why it is so. Tonight after com- ing from a busy afternoon in Po'keepsie I was told a letter was awaiting me, but sad was I to find it was only from one of my last year parlormates. Everyone is rejoicing nowand thinking that spring Is really come. If bright warm days and the singing of birds are a sign, then is it come. Only little patches of snow remain and the grass is almost green in places. Yesterday I brought in some pussy-willows, the first growing thing outdoors. As long as I have been here this is the first time I have seen them, which fact seems to amaze the northern girls. At last, at last the printed affair concerning Trig, has been received. It has been very nicely done, and I suppose most of the girls are exceedingly delighted at the printing of theclass speeches. I will send them and you can all judge for yourself of their merits. H ave you read "Off the Skelligs" by Jean Ingelow? I liked it so well that I want to own the book, so shall get it the next time I go in town, and if you like will send it to you to read. I don't believe you can imagine half the desire I feel to be at home again. It seems as if the time for starting would never come, and as is always the case when looking forward to some great pleasure, I can scarcely realize thatit will really come to pass. Every little thing about the place comes up to me so vividly; I see you all moving about so naturally that sometimes I shut my eyes and try to push away the picture, it makes me so Impatient. Next Thursday our vacation begins. I think never were girls much gladder than we to see the trunks brought up today, and to hear the talk about packing. We who remain at College expect to enjoy ourselves, in a quiet way, about as much as those who go; of course, excepting those who go home-———— I must stop writing for tonight now, though perhaps in the morning I may writemore either to you or Papa or Mamma. Goodnight little Carrie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: March 30, 1873
Text: Vassar College, March 30, 1873. Dear Papa and Mamma, Your letters of the 19th Inst, were received on the 26th, coming in much less time than usual. Today we are having what in Texas would be called a Norther. Owing to missing the car this morning we walked in town, and thought we, before we reached Po'keepsie, we should be blown & torn to pieces. For a while we walked on the stone wall, from which one of the girls was actually blown, and it needed allmy strength to remain firm. But...
Show moreVassar College, March 30, 1873. Dear Papa and Mamma, Your letters of the 19th Inst, were received on the 26th, coming in much less time than usual. Today we are having what in Texas would be called a Norther. Owing to missing the car this morning we walked in town, and thought we, before we reached Po'keepsie, we should be blown & torn to pieces. For a while we walked on the stone wall, from which one of the girls was actually blown, and it needed allmy strength to remain firm. But day after tomorrow will be the first of April and it will surely become pleasant. For your ears only, I would like to ask if you will not let Carrie have a black lace sack next summer, and may I purchase and bring it out for her in June? I think very nice ones can be bought for $30, and Carrie really needs something of the sort; don't you think so? It could be her birthday present from you. Do you, Mamma, want me to get anything for you or C. in the way of dresses, or are you as usual, "well supplied"?And what shall I get for Emily and the little ones ? Of course they will expect me to bring them something, and indeed I would not like to return without taking them some presents. Having more time than usual this semester, I began the other day "Philip II," but as there are three large volumes I fear I shall never finish it. It is almost as interesting as a novel and of course much more profitable. However, I am very glad sometimes to read fearfully trashy stuff. Please excuse this short letter, for the walk in the wind has made me verysleepy & dull. Lovingly Julie.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: March 29, 1873
Text: Vassar College, March 29, 1873. My dear Sister, Pray do not be alarmed by the siae of this sheet of paper, for Indeed its appearance is the most terror inspiring parts the matter which it contains will, I am sure, be most harmless nonsense, or perhaps gossip. Upon opening my desk I found several of these sheets lying on the top, and just for "greens" as Miss Julia used to say I determined to write you upon it. But I find that it is too full of recollections of essays to afford me...
Show moreVassar College, March 29, 1873. My dear Sister, Pray do not be alarmed by the siae of this sheet of paper, for Indeed its appearance is the most terror inspiring parts the matter which it contains will, I am sure, be most harmless nonsense, or perhaps gossip. Upon opening my desk I found several of these sheets lying on the top, and just for "greens" as Miss Julia used to say I determined to write you upon it. But I find that it is too full of recollections of essays to afford me very much pleasure while filling it. Speaking of Miss Julia, reminds me to ask you if you ever hear from her now. You know, she promised to write to us both, yet I have heard no news from her, and fear you may have also been so unfortunate. Today we Sophs, are by turns, In the depths of despair and overcome by wrath. No sooner have we relieved ourselves of ourmuch hated essays than subjects for new ones are given us, and only too Saturdays besides this one are given us in which to write them. Many of us having French essays to write today have no time to think of these subjects, and next Saturday most of the girls will be packing. Very likely we will have a class meeting and ank for more time. The other classes have more and we ought to be as favored. The subjects are such wretched ones, just what would be given at some little boarding school, and of course we expect something better. Imagine, "Dress considered an Index of character." "The habits of study which I strive to cultivate." "The temptations of a student at Vassar College." But I think It Is time to leave such an uninteresting topic. All six of us are seated In our parlor today, amusing ourselves In various manners. It is an unusual thing for all of us to be together and it makes the little room seem filled to overflowing. My roommate is Ironing and marking clothes, and meantime conversingin a not particularly melodious voice, fit I were nervously inclined I think I should have to throw down my pen and stop my ears. Fortunately, here we become accustomed to anything and everything, and I And another one of the girls calmly working out interminable formulas in calculus. At last it seems as if spring were coming, for today instead of the usual snow or hall-storm it rains. Within the last few days the snow has been rapidly disappearing, yet still it is piled up high in many places. It makes me almost homesick to think of how lovely Wood Lawn and all the country around is looking now. Knowing the meaning of the word Sophmore (wise fool) you will not be surprised to know that our class Is slightly (?) conceited. But new we have been raised several inches higher by being invited to the Observatory to receive lectures from Prof. Mitchell. Never before has such a favor been granted to such youthful members of Vassar, and you may be sure we feel our "oats." Last night youmight have seen us strolling outdoors and discussing In a learned manner the altitude, aalmuth &, of Venus, Jupiter & others. A new broom "sweeps clean," and I cannot say how long this mania will last. Nettie Whitman gave me a message from Ida, to the effect that she would be greatly indebted if I would drop a gentle hint that she had written you the last letter, and that, some time ago. My hint is quite broad, but nevertheless I have done my duty. Jennie received a note from Kittie the other day, in which she told of her great trouble with her eyes. She has to remain shut up in a dark room, which is very trying as she wished to go on studying. Now as my letter is reaching its end, the room has become more quiet, and also the library is open and I can proceed to write my French composition. Farewell dear; Give, for me, heaps of love to all- Julie—
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: March 18, 1873
Text: Vassar March 18, 1873. My dear Mamma, Again I fear you will become anxious because my letter will not reach you at the expected time, but I hope you will make allowances for certain lazy days, which come to all of us in a greater or less degree. This laziness is the only malady which ever affects me here. Sunday I put off writing you until Monday thinking to find time then, but my essay had not been written and must be handed in last night, so I went to bedwith one duty, at least, undone. Now...
Show moreVassar March 18, 1873. My dear Mamma, Again I fear you will become anxious because my letter will not reach you at the expected time, but I hope you will make allowances for certain lazy days, which come to all of us in a greater or less degree. This laziness is the only malady which ever affects me here. Sunday I put off writing you until Monday thinking to find time then, but my essay had not been written and must be handed in last night, so I went to bedwith one duty, at least, undone. Now that my essay is off my hands I feel quite a rest for the next three or four weeks. Poor things as they are, they give me great trouble and uneasiness. Only three more weeks before vacation and after that the time will seem to fly until the beginning of June. Da you think that any Texans will be going home about that time? I should not mind, in the least, travelling alone, but I presume you would feel much more comfortable to know that I had company. Many thanks for your birthday present. You areall very good to think of me on that day. As for myself, I was reminded of it only by receiving same little vases filled with flowers from two of my classmates. It seems we had, some weeks before, been talking of what day my birthday would come, but when it came the fact had escaped my memory. "As we grow old" you know birthdays are almost willingly passed by. The lace which you have seat will be of service. I have been wanting some for undersleeves for some time. There is no necessity for my sending a pattern for the grenadine. You know my sleeves never were made very prettily, and I want only enough of the stuff, wide enough & long also for a ruffle around the wrist. You can Judge better than I; per- haps a little over a finger In width. It seems so strange new to be talking of spring clothes, though seen even here it will be necessary, I suppose. Can't some of you find time to write to Jennie some time? She does not get many letters and would consider it a great treat I know. She has four studies now and I sometimes fear will have to study too hard when the warm weather begins. But she thinks net, and I suppose ought to know best what she can bear. With oceans of love— Julie.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: March 16, 1873
Text: Vassar. March 16 ,1873, Dearest Cara, Tonight finding no absolute necessity for studying, and feeling too lazy to go down stairs and hunt up the paper containing accounts of inaugural ceremonies, I will employ my time agreeable, if not very profitably (?) writing to you, dear— As usual I am raging at the weather. It always happens that right after I have been unusually wrathy upon the subject, it becomes quite pleasant and I am conscience-smitten. However I shall...
Show moreVassar. March 16 ,1873, Dearest Cara, Tonight finding no absolute necessity for studying, and feeling too lazy to go down stairs and hunt up the paper containing accounts of inaugural ceremonies, I will employ my time agreeable, if not very profitably (?) writing to you, dear— As usual I am raging at the weather. It always happens that right after I have been unusually wrathy upon the subject, it becomes quite pleasant and I am conscience-smitten. However I shall not be so again; I have suffered too much with cold for the last two nights. We pile on all our shawls, in addition to the blankets, have the window down but a trifle, a necessity when six are in one parlor, and yet we lie cramped up all night with aching bones. In the morning, just as we are beginning to grow a little warmer, up we must spring, dress in the cold and go about all day, shivering through the Corridors, shaking at the table, fee. The Chapel seems the only really comfortable place. And yet outdoors today the sun was shining brightly and walking was quite enjoyable. But when a large building once gets cold, there seems no drivingit away again. Sunday. To continue my descourse upon the weather, I can now record a most delightful day. When I awoke this morning I thought I could sunlight not possibly be at Vassar. The bright morning was flooding my room which was fragrant with flowers which had been standing there over night. Andall day I have been reminded of our lovely days In Feb. when the whole grounds are odorous with plum blossoms. The air today does not seem in keeping with the deep cover of snow upon ground. Yesterday Bertha Keffer, a southern girl, and mysef amused ourselves by making a snow man, about a foot high- We labelled him 'Lo! the poor Indian,' I and like little children, enjoyed decking him with green plumes and wands, and sacrilege! we placed a cigar in his mouth. Today I went to enquire after his health, but ah, where he had before smiled upon us, nothing now remains but a heap of soft snow. Can you make a moral for this sad tale? What an amusing time you all must have had when the roof blew off! fit I had beea there I think Papa would not have beea able to say that the gentleman outran all the ladies, for I am not as brave as Texas ought to be. Miss Lough, one of my parlor-mates, and myself are reading aloud "Off the Skelligs," and taking it all in all like it very weU. It has been so harshly criticised that I wan prepared to be disappointed in it, but notagreeably so, as I have been. Really, I have never had such an easy time, in regard to study, as this semester. If It were not for essays, it would all be delightful I was all prepared to give you a good scolding, yesterday when your letter came, and appeased me half as well as a peep at your dear face would have done. Just think, Carrie, I hope to be at home on your next birthday. won't that be fine? Mir lleben sie Drutefi Geben sie meine JLiebe alleren. Lovingly Julie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: March 4, 1873
Text: Vassar — March 4, 1873. Dear Papa and Mamma, Your letters do not come as regularly now as formerly. At one time I could without fail expect them on Tuesday, but today has passed without my receiving one from home, as well as several other Tuesdays. Your letters mailed on Tuesday reach me as early as those mailed a day before. I presume it is owing to the time when the mall steamers start. I think about going home so much lately. I don't know why it is, for it is a perfect age yet before...
Show moreVassar — March 4, 1873. Dear Papa and Mamma, Your letters do not come as regularly now as formerly. At one time I could without fail expect them on Tuesday, but today has passed without my receiving one from home, as well as several other Tuesdays. Your letters mailed on Tuesday reach me as early as those mailed a day before. I presume it is owing to the time when the mall steamers start. I think about going home so much lately. I don't know why it is, for it is a perfect age yet before vacation. I have just been writing my German exercise and afterwards practising the making of letters, until now I find myself continually on the point of making the German Instead of my usual irregular scratches. Jenny Ladd was admitted to the Freshman class, the other day. It was a time of rejoicing for us both. I am very anxious to have her come over on our side of the house, both to get a pleasanter room and to become better acquainted with her classmates, but I fear even If Miss Morse suggests a change, Jenny will not be willing to avail herself of it, for she is very timidand does not care to leave her friend Maggie Lemon. But Jenn's parlormates now are far from agreeable companions. Jenn is studying Trigonometry now, so that if she returns next fall she will be something ahead of her class. The girls tell me she is a very good student. By the way, now when I think of it, I wish to correct a mistake I made some time ago about Cliffie Loverin. She did not have to be reexamined in Lit., I am glad to say for the credit of the "Lone Star." As I heard Prof. Backus tell her she must be I supposed it was inevitable, as did she, but when the time came for examination Cliffie wasnot sent for. It must have been one of Prof. B's jokes, but a very poor one, since it cost Cliffie an afternoon of weeping. Papa, did you ever hear of a Mrs. Wilsoa who has a plantation near Austin? There is rather a queer story connected with her, one which Dr. Avery told me, but which is not worth writing. She said she had daughters at the College, but has none, so we think her plantation, for which she desired Dr. Avery's brother-in-law as overseer, is also a myth. Kitty Ladd has made a long visit in Boston, for she has quite recently returned to Poquonock. Tell Carrie that she has someone to keep her company, for Kitty's letters are like "angela visits, few and far between." But Carrie is excusable, I think, when she has company to entertain- Goodnight dearest peoples in the world— Your loving Julie.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: February 24, 1873
Text: Vassar — Feb. 24, 1873 My dear Carrie, Yesterday I seated myself, pen in band, and numberless letters scattered about me, with excellent Intentions, which however amounted to naught; not a letter did I write; but instead, bit the end of my penholder until I decided that all the letter writing I should accomplish would not counterbalance the detriment to my wooden holder. Sometimes it would be my choice to have a tooth pulled rather than to write. Yesterday was one of those days, and tonight...
Show moreVassar — Feb. 24, 1873 My dear Carrie, Yesterday I seated myself, pen in band, and numberless letters scattered about me, with excellent Intentions, which however amounted to naught; not a letter did I write; but instead, bit the end of my penholder until I decided that all the letter writing I should accomplish would not counterbalance the detriment to my wooden holder. Sometimes it would be my choice to have a tooth pulled rather than to write. Yesterday was one of those days, and tonight is not much better. The first letter I have received from you for a long time came today. 'Twas heartily welcomed, you may be sure. If Becky Harris is all she has been pictured to you, I indeed pity you the task of entertaining her. But I cannot imagine such an entirely indifferent girl and think, as well as hope, that you will have reason to beagreeably disappointed in her. I so often wish I had you here for a little talk. The pen is a very inefficient medium of communication. This semester I have painting in addition to my other studies. I don't know whether I have written you that they are German, Zoology and French. Finding some time to spare I asked permission from the "Prez" to take music lessons. This he would not grant, saying that he thought I already had sufficient to do; he also remarked that he "perceived I had marked out a very weak course for the semester, and advised me to take Latin or Calculus." But having chosen my studies after much consideration I do not see fit to change them. Prof. Hinkle does not seem to me a good teacher of Latin, and as the French teacher is an uncommonly good one, I find the latter of more advantage. Two or three days ago I wasput at the French table and was surprised to discover how little French I knew. I fear I never will learn much of that language. Pretty soon we have to write an essay in French. We have a choice of subjects. "Beauty in its different forms; A story or a criticism upon the Eagle which Prof. Van Ingen has just painted. I should take the latter only I have the same subject for an English essay about the same time, so I'll have to take a story, for I know nothing about beauty. George Macdonald lectured here last Saturday night upon Tennyson. Sunday he preached and he is still here. We are all very much pleased with him; he is just the sort of man one would expect to see after reading his books, indeed he is very like his own heros. Today has been one of the coldest days for some time. But ever hoping, we think that this will be the last very cold time. It has been comical enough to see the poor girlsgoing about shivering yet bundled up to their ears with shawls etc. Rear view of young women in class. (sketch) You see I sit on the last bench in Zoology class and the rear views are sometimes very amusing. The bell for retiring has rung, and as we are now on our honor about putting out lights I must close this dull letter and say goodnight Julie—
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: February 16, 1873
Text: Vassar — Feb. 16, 1873. Dearest Carrie, I have been very wicked indeed, I knew, not to have written home all this long week, but an unfinished letter in my desk could testify, if it would, that you have been thought of many times, and that only my natural remissness has prevented its completion. The beginning of our new studies for the semester has kept us pretty well employed this week, and happily so; for a change is always pleasant, In German we are now on the second declension, and...
Show moreVassar — Feb. 16, 1873. Dearest Carrie, I have been very wicked indeed, I knew, not to have written home all this long week, but an unfinished letter in my desk could testify, if it would, that you have been thought of many times, and that only my natural remissness has prevented its completion. The beginning of our new studies for the semester has kept us pretty well employed this week, and happily so; for a change is always pleasant, In German we are now on the second declension, and scrambling along through the crooked letters as fast as we can. Zoology is merely the listening to lectures from Prof. Orton, at present. French is quite interesting, for Mlle. Viellot ,Viellot, is a very fine teacher. There is a pleasantintermingling of Grammar, Literature and Dictation. For Monday we have a letter to write in French. Mine is very short, if not sweet. In my other letter to you, I had begun to tell you of our exercise in Trigonometry. But now our somewhat (?) conceited class is having the speeches printed and I shall be saved the trouble of giving you an account by sending you the printed copy. The outer page of the programme, which I shall send you, was designed by your humble servant, and in the original was considered quite pretty. However since it has returned from the printers hand I am ashamed to confess that I had any thing to do with so poor a representation. The costumes of the girls were very good, and I cannot refrain from giving you a specimen, however poor, of our "Trig."We assassinated him after the manner of Shakespeare, "Julius Caesar. From my drawing of "Trig" I lear you will not comprehend that he was encased in a black book. Last night our class had a "candy pull" in the College kitchen. Such fun as we had. Imagine fifty girls stirring, pulling, turning out and cutting candy; cracking nuts, eating and talking all at the same time. One little incident occurring during the evening convulses me with laughter every time I think of it. In the kitchen there is a sink about the size of ours only it is as deep as ours Is with the cupboards underneath. On this several girls seated themselves like a row of hens on a fence, when suddenly one, Lizzie Dyckman, disappeared within it, all save her headand feet. The sink was full of dish water, and when poor Lizzie was dragged out wet and dripping, imagine the laugh which was raised at her expense. The poor child had to retire for a space of time to the privacy of her own apartment bearing with her the bow from her hair which had been courageously fished out by a bystander. We had a very fine sermon from the President today, from the text about "apples of gold in baskets of silver." It is snowing fast so that we are excused from exercise, and I have plenty of time to give way to my habitual laziness, which generally has to be restrained until Sunday comes. With a vast store of love to all I am lovingly Julia M. Pease
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Creator: Pease, Julia M.
Date: February 5, 1873
Text: Vassar — Fab. 5. 1873 My dear Papa, Tonight our relief is Inexpressible, for the work of the semester is over, and we. that is, most of as, know that we have passed and can go on In our classes. For the last few days there has been great anxiety among us Sophmores; Prof. Backus told us that quite a number who were In Literature must needs be reexamined before he could tell whether they had passed. Of course I expected to be one of them, and If I had been of a weeping disposition should have...
Show moreVassar — Fab. 5. 1873 My dear Papa, Tonight our relief is Inexpressible, for the work of the semester is over, and we. that is, most of as, know that we have passed and can go on In our classes. For the last few days there has been great anxiety among us Sophmores; Prof. Backus told us that quite a number who were In Literature must needs be reexamined before he could tell whether they had passed. Of course I expected to be one of them, and If I had been of a weeping disposition should have Joined In the general lamentation (Just imagine five girls In one parlor crying profusely, and In the same pro portion all over the building!) It was not because we hadnot worked sufficiently hard, but because many were so timid they dared not say anything In class, and their knowledge of the study could not be told by their looks. When at last I summoned courage to ask Prof. Backus If I was one of the unfortunates, and was told no, I was Indeed happy, and thankful to my poor little essays which have carried me through) for I have recited but twice since Sept. and then only for a few minutes. Cliffie Loverin has to be reexamined but will, of course, pass. I da not understand why It is, for she has recited a great many times and well, and her essays cannot be very much poorer than mine. Examinations are tomorrow but as they are no test of our scholarship we do not dread them. The onlyresult attending failure then would be the mortification. Tomorrow my examinations In Elocution, Trigonometry and Literature come off. Vary likely I shall not be called on In anything; I sincerely hope not. Last Friday night we went in town to hoar Anna Dickenson lecture on the question "What's to Hinder ?" No one could find any fault with tho lecture, or the lecturer for that evening. Miss Dickenson told us some plain truths in a very earnest and forcible manner, and was, as a general thing, much harder upon us poor weak women than on the "sterner sex." I don't wonder the men, who have a pretty good opinion of themselves (begging your pardon!) like her, for she flatters them. But I should think she mightdo a great deal of good among the poor working women. She does not seem a bit like those other woman rights lecturers—for she inspires one with respect. It would seem strange to send a letter home without some comments upon the weather. Tonight they can be favorable. Exacting mortals that we are, we could not ask for brighter, warmer days in Feb. than these last two have been. To be sure, the paths are so slippery that one cannot walk erect, but when the sky overhead is bright and the air Is mild, who cares what may be the condition underfoot? It is Warner, I think, who says that people are not accountable for all the mean things they say concerning the weather, so I hope to be forgiven for my complaints concerning this Northernclime. With much love I must saygood night—
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: January 30, 1873
Text: Vassar. Jan. 30, 1872 (1873) My dear Mamma, Your letters came to me later than usual this week, but when they came they were so particularly pleasant that Uncle Sam's mall carriers, or perhaps the snow storm, were readily forgiven. I fully agree with Papa in you come from a "poetic family." Aunt Maria, who is so famous for her rhyming, could not have done much better. I hope Papa will parson me If I say thatI laughed, until I nearly cried, at his letter In rhyme. But were they...
Show moreVassar. Jan. 30, 1872 (1873) My dear Mamma, Your letters came to me later than usual this week, but when they came they were so particularly pleasant that Uncle Sam's mall carriers, or perhaps the snow storm, were readily forgiven. I fully agree with Papa in you come from a "poetic family." Aunt Maria, who is so famous for her rhyming, could not have done much better. I hope Papa will parson me If I say thatI laughed, until I nearly cried, at his letter In rhyme. But were they not Intended to amuse I am sure my blundering attempts hoped to produce laughter. I find that I have begun this letter, by mistake, on the last page. And so like the Chinese you will have to read backwards. Greenland, I do verily believe, can not show much more snow, or be much colder than is Duchess County at this present time. Reports vary, in regard to last night's temperature. Prof. Mitchell has charge of the thermometer, and not being acquainted with her I have not heard the accurate account. Mercury is known to have been 20 below zero, and perhaps lower, not morethan 35°, I think, although one young lady said this morning In class that the thermometer was 37° below In her bedroom last night. She must have been pretty stiff this morning, I should think. Tell Carrie, please, that those German books did not come till this morning (Thursday) or they would have been sent sooner. Reviews are now fully under headway, and keep us busy. Trigonometry is not hard but merely longs Latin, though, is rather hard because Prof. Hinkle is so very particular about review translations. I believe it would almost break the poor man's heart if any of us should fail onexamination day. So we try and please him by giving every word the exact meaning which suits him. And so our poor horses are with "'setic sick." It must be very inconvenient for you since we live so far In the country. Fare thee well, dearest mamma, Very lovingly Julie M.P.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: January 24, 1873
Text: Vassar College, Jan. 24. 1873 Dearest Carrie, Friday afternoon I like to have a little rest after the week's work, and so, today, I take it by writing to you. But soon I will have to go to work on my essay on Scott. We have to hand them in next Monday and mine is not half written. Fortunately this will be our last essay this semester, for in two weeks we will be through with Literature. Then, I shall feel like tossing up my cap and, school-boy fashion, shouting, hurrah! Not...
Show moreVassar College, Jan. 24. 1873 Dearest Carrie, Friday afternoon I like to have a little rest after the week's work, and so, today, I take it by writing to you. But soon I will have to go to work on my essay on Scott. We have to hand them in next Monday and mine is not half written. Fortunately this will be our last essay this semester, for in two weeks we will be through with Literature. Then, I shall feel like tossing up my cap and, school-boy fashion, shouting, hurrah! Not that I do not like Literature in itself, but I never can muster up enough courage to recite in class, and essays—but nothing need be said in that point. Your letter this week reached me the same day with my other home letter. Owing to some mistake in the mails it came up in the evening with a mail which never comes from the South. Isn't immediately to Po'keepsie for the copies of "Undine" thinking possibly some stationery might have them, but found there were none in town, so now I have ordered them from New York city. Monday I think they will make their appearance, so In less than two weeks from this time you can get them. All next semester we translate from the Reader, but in the Junior year we shall read Schiller's Wallenstetn. By thattime, perhaps, you will be ready for "Faust." Snow, snow, snow At morn, at noon and night Jan. 24, 1873 - 2 And oh how it filleth one's Soul with woe To view the pitiless sight J (A new version of Hood!) But really it seems as If it would never cease to snow. When I was little I could not realize that an avalanche of snow was such a terrible thing as travellers aad books made eat, but new, since seeing so much of it, I can understand all its turns. It is a wander to me that more persons are net killed by the snow slides from roofs of buildings, especially in cities. Even here, we are started many times a day by terrific crashing noises, whichtell us that the roof Is freeing itself of its heavy lead The slide even shakes the side of the house. Anna Dickenson Is going to lecture In Po'keepsie next Friday night. I hope to hear her, for I am very desirous to hear a woman lecture, never having done so. I only wish you could be here then, for your tastes are In the woman's rights' line. You ask my opinion in regard to the disposing of your hoarded money. I cannot advise you, but would you not prefer to get something more especially for year self ? I knew you have always had a desire for a billiard table, and Indeed it would be charming to have one, but I am not sure that yea would be satisfied with this.Yet is is very glee. One of Clove's friends owned one, which he used to bring down to Aunt's. Then he, Will and Clave would spend hours playing. It consists of pegs, which can be fastened to any extension table, and cord which is wound around them, forming the railing to prevent the balls from rolling off. Of course, then, there can be no pockets, but ladles are not often very successful in using them. The balls, and cues are like these of other sets, and the counters are somewhat like those of Msique. I think it would be a good plan to send for more particulars. And so Mrs. Ward has turned up again. I am glad she survived the old Col. and hope she mayfind a little property left. Tell me all you hear about the family please. Seems to me, there are quantities of nice young men, strangers, in Austin. I only hope they will net all have "vamoosed" before next summer. In a note from Mr. Swenson, written last fall but net received till a few days since, he invited me to come sometime and see them. So I hope they have at last forgiven me. But I much doubt If Mrs. Swenson has: it makes one feel rather uncomfortable to think that somebody believes you have done very wrong, don't you find It so? Here endeth this epistle—(I do set mean to be sacrellgious.) Lovingly, Julie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: January 1, 1873
Text: Vassar College. Jan. 19, 1872. (1873) My dear Carrie, The other girls in the parlor are dressing for Chapel, but I am ahead of them having made one toilette suffice for the day. An unaccount- able (?) fit of laziness seised me this morning, for which reason, I (to use a Vassarism) cut breakfast, silent time, and Bible Class. Do you greatly object to slang In your letters received? I knew Papa and Mamma do and I try to use very little In writing, but sometimes a slangword is the best one for...
Show moreVassar College. Jan. 19, 1872. (1873) My dear Carrie, The other girls in the parlor are dressing for Chapel, but I am ahead of them having made one toilette suffice for the day. An unaccount- able (?) fit of laziness seised me this morning, for which reason, I (to use a Vassarism) cut breakfast, silent time, and Bible Class. Do you greatly object to slang In your letters received? I knew Papa and Mamma do and I try to use very little In writing, but sometimes a slangword is the best one for expressing an Idea. Carrie Norton once. In a letter to her mother, used the word "smash" In the Vassar sense. Her mother, poor woman, was so much astonished and horrified that I believe she had serious thoughts of taking the poor girl from such contaminating influence. You may be sure, Carrie has never since dared to write In any but the most proper manner. How do you wear your hair now-a-days ? The girls here think that the nearer the crown of the head the hair can be put the better it is. Mine causes me some trouble, but it Is growing fast and will soon be long enough to make a coil without any additional help frommy switch. Those old fashioned high back combs are all the rage just now. Hasn't Mamma one she used to wear? Just put that on, and you will be exactly a la mode- Friday night Deltans were amused by the reading of "She Stoops to Conquer." Among the number of readers, your devoted sister was one. Hastings was the character assigned me. Delta has been exceedingly considerate towards me, giving me only readings to do. If she only will not give me anything to write, I shall not care what I do. Last night our Sophmore class gave its dramatic entertainment. The faculty have recently made it a rule that each class and each societycan give but one dramatic affair each semester. This was done because they thought we spent entirely too much time upon arranging costumes and learning parts. But they have made a mistake, more time is spent upon the one, now, than used to be upon all for the plays must needs be much finer. To ours, last night, each parson was allowed to invite two. Of course all classes were represented, and to our credit be it said, that every one who went enjoyed herself. Fannie Buffington had one of the principal parts, which she took admirably. The play, Caste, was not a very good one, but yet was quite amusing— I am dreadfully hungry andwish it ware home fare which I shall get at dinner time. Do manage, Carrie, to write me at least once a weak, can't you? The other day I received a letter from Sarah Pease. She desired her love sent you and hoped soon to hear from you. She has been so long answering my letter than you- I shall not trouble myself to write to her very soon. With love to all "enquiring friends" your little sister Julie.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: January 14, 1873
Text: Vassar — Jan. 14 1872. (i.e. 1873) Dearest Carrie, I have been unusually blessed today by receiving several letters. Your home letters were heartily welcomed, and to show the joy they gave me I sit down immediately to answer yours. I only wish that you had sent, and not destroyed, that letter in which you told all the news of the week of gayety. Between you all, I have received but meagre accounts of your doings ; for each is afraid that possibly something may be repeated to me, as If I would...
Show moreVassar — Jan. 14 1872. (i.e. 1873) Dearest Carrie, I have been unusually blessed today by receiving several letters. Your home letters were heartily welcomed, and to show the joy they gave me I sit down immediately to answer yours. I only wish that you had sent, and not destroyed, that letter in which you told all the news of the week of gayety. Between you all, I have received but meagre accounts of your doings ; for each is afraid that possibly something may be repeated to me, as If I would not be glad to hear more than once what is going on in our "Mountain City." Methinks Milton Swisher must have been crazy toget married a second time; and the girl too, to marry such a disgusting old man, as he has become. And what an amusing account of Mary Reids wedding. From that article one would suppose that she had been one of Austin's belles. It seems that you aroused Susie Towns end to some purpose, for I received a nice long letter from her today. What a talent that family have for acquiring the town gossip, and one would scarcely expect it from them. She writes that it, is reported Miss Augusta Palm is to marry Mr. Blackburn. Do you think there is a particle of truth in the statement? Miss Augusta has been disposed of so many times by the "They say" family that I pay little attention now to such dispositions. Do theTownsend girls have any particular admirers? I would so like to find someone to tease Susie about, now that George Graham Is out of the question. Are you not down in the depths of despair about German declensions ? I supposed you would be, by this time. I expect to have a tug next semester, for Miss Kapp has no such word as "difficult" in her vocabulary. To her every thing is easy, hence she thinks it is the same with us, sad piles on the lessons. Aunt Maria has lately written me a nice letter, as usual. She says she has not heard a word from you since you reached Texas; neither has Aunt Carrie. The latter feels much hurt about it, as I should think she might. Custom, I supposed, demanded that theguest inform the former host of her sale arrival at home. What a plesaant time you must have had on Papa's birthday! He, of course, was as unsuspecting as usual. Next summer we must give Mamma one. But how can we ever conceal the preparations from her watchful eyes. I think perhaps our January thaw is beginning, for the day is very warm and the snow begins to melt. I hope there will not be a regular thaw, however, but that the snow will go away gradually. There is so much that the road will become almost Impassable on account of the mud. Don't you find it too cold and windy to ride horseback much? I am sorry to confess it, but today I... (Letter Is Incomplete.)
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: January 12, 1873
Text: Vassar— Jan. 12, 1872 ^1873, My dear Mamma, Again we are here at College, going through the same routine, eating and sleeping by a certain fixed rule. After our short freedom it seems hard to begin again, and almost all the girls are sorely afflicted with that serious maladie, homesickness. I have barely escaped this time, and can fully sympathize with the poor forlorn ones, doubting not that if I had been home as they have, I too would be blue. Changing rooms just at this time comes rather...
Show moreVassar— Jan. 12, 1872 ^1873, My dear Mamma, Again we are here at College, going through the same routine, eating and sleeping by a certain fixed rule. After our short freedom it seems hard to begin again, and almost all the girls are sorely afflicted with that serious maladie, homesickness. I have barely escaped this time, and can fully sympathize with the poor forlorn ones, doubting not that if I had been home as they have, I too would be blue. Changing rooms just at this time comes rather hard, for none of my present roommates are very sociableand it will take some time for me to feel at home on this third corridor, always having lived on the fourth. But I like my room very well. It is an outside bedroom, giving us plenty of light and air, and the advantage of sitting up after the retiring bell. The parlor is a model one, in regard to keeping rules and study-hours. I myself being a "black sheep" in that respect. Not that I break rules intentionally, but when they interfere greatly with my comfort I confess I do. The cold weather which you have been so long enduring seems at last to have settled down upon us. This morning at ten o'clockwhen I took my exercise the thermometer stood at 8° above aero, in the sun. Yet the day is so bright and still that it seemed much warmer. Wrapped up in cloak, furs, veil and leggins I went out anticipating a cold walk, which indeed it was for about ten minutes. We were then driven Indoors by the numbness of our feet, and after getting quite warm we started out again. This time we really enjoyed the walk, and returned as warm as after a tramp in the spring. I know of nothing more productive of ill temper than cold. But do not think that we are almost freezing.We are good for many winters yet. I saw in the paper yesterday the notice of the death of Gen. Carleten in Texas. There can be no doubt, I suppose, that it Is the one whom Carrie wrote me she saw not long since. If Annie Ansley really felt any affection for him, and she must, else how could she think of marrying an old man not particularly rich, she is much to be pitied—but she Is not a girl to grieve very long for any man. Aunt Maria went to Albany last Tuesday. Mary Eldrige came on as far as A. with Aunt. The Eldriges are very poetic, so I am not amazed that Mary is particularly charmingto me. Aunt Maria has promised to come downvery soon to see me, Lovingly—
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: January 3, 1873
Text: January— (Jan. 3, 1873) Dear Papa, On this the third of January All Wood. Lawn, I suppose, Is very merry For Is it not the day on which its master Sixty one years ago was born! Faster And faster fly the years, and I can scarcely Realise that my dear father is really Almost an old man. Merry and glad May you be on this birthday. Never sad Through the year which is now beginnings— This is a part of my birthday greeting-- A costly present I cannot send you, Book, or slipper of gorgeous hue...
Show moreJanuary— (Jan. 3, 1873) Dear Papa, On this the third of January All Wood. Lawn, I suppose, Is very merry For Is it not the day on which its master Sixty one years ago was born! Faster And faster fly the years, and I can scarcely Realise that my dear father is really Almost an old man. Merry and glad May you be on this birthday. Never sad Through the year which is now beginnings— This is a part of my birthday greeting-- A costly present I cannot send you, Book, or slipper of gorgeous hue,Instead, my love, which is not at all better, And this poor loving letter. Sixty years and one have o'er your head Passed with light and kindly tread. Leaving behind but few gray hairs- Many Joys, seme sorrows and cares It hath been your lot to receive, But through all, we truly believe, With tranquil heart and peaceful mind You have passed. Hat behind In whatsoever man should do To prove himself faithful, Just and true. We would that Father Time might fling away His scythe and hourglass) so that, as 'twere a day, Might pass the months and years untold— So would you then be never old. May every blessing which a year can bring Be yours. May all the hours for you ring Out sweet Joy and comfort, rest and cheer— Such is the wish of your daughter dear— 3rd Jan. 1873 Julie M. Pease
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: January 2, 1873
Text: Westfleld (Probably Jan. 2, 1873) Dear Carrie, I had fully made up my mind to omit writing to you until I received a letter from you, but I bare relented and again assail your ears with one of my interesting concoctions of trash and small particles of news. Today we have amused ourselves as best we could in the house, for all the morning it rained, causing us to be alarmed lest our anticipated sleighride this afternoon would have to be foregoae. However, the drizzling ceased about noon, and...
Show moreWestfleld (Probably Jan. 2, 1873) Dear Carrie, I had fully made up my mind to omit writing to you until I received a letter from you, but I bare relented and again assail your ears with one of my interesting concoctions of trash and small particles of news. Today we have amused ourselves as best we could in the house, for all the morning it rained, causing us to be alarmed lest our anticipated sleighride this afternoon would have to be foregoae. However, the drizzling ceased about noon, and after our early dinner (the Whitmans stillretain the primitive dinner hour of twelve) Mr. Whitman Jr. brought up a cosy little sleigh drawn by two little ponies and in this Mrs. Whitman, Ida, Nellie and myself joyfully seated ourselves. For about two hours we rode, enjoying ourselves extremely, for the day is very mild. Jan. 5— At this point my letter was left last Friday, and new, back at College, I take It up to finish it. Upon arriving last night I found two letters from home awaiting me. Yours and one from Papa and Mamma. (They twain being one I count their letters as one.)Indeed, after being silent so long, I think you might have favored me with a longer epistle. Perhaps you think that I grudge the time which it takes to peruse a lengthy letter, but If that be the case, you are much mistaken. I shall look for a long, long letter, telling all about the Christmas festivities. All my hopes that my visit to Ida would be gay were in vain. I enjoyed myself very much in a very quiet sort of way. Ida is the most inveterate talker I ever knew, and you know one of my weaknesses is a dislike to excessive talking, unless it is very entertaining. She has a certain set ofstories which are repeated aver and aver again. If at this early age she is so fond of amusing herself In this manner, what will she be when she becomes an old woman. I think I have heard half a dozen times at least, all her doings this summer at Block Island. Then too. In regard to the family matters, she has a way of patting the best foot forward, which, I suppose, is quite proper. Only sometimes it is as much the best foot I seem to be talking rather unkindly of her whose guest I have been; but it is not meant so. I am telling my impressions merely, and these are not so favorable as yours of old. Nellie I like extremely.Mr. Swan (Captain Robert's uncle) takes a great interest In all the College art students, for he professes himself something of a Judge of pictures, and besides, Is one of Prof. Van Ingens best friends. The Satur- day night before I went to Troy he Invited Pattie Thum, Miss Tuttle and myself to accompany Dr. Avery to his house and pass the evening. Of course, with great glee, we all went. The three are ardent admirers of Dr. Avery, and worship at her shrine mast devoutly: I from afar, however. The Doctor ordered a sleigh at five o'clock, an early hour it seemed to me, but such is the custom of this country. The Swans live on Mill Street In a very small house but a most comfortable and homelike one. Twotiny parlors opening together with a miniature greenhouse back of them. Lots of pretty pictures, and books scattered around, and best of all an upright piano, reminding me so forcibly of home. Dr. Avery and Mr. Swan the most sociable of persons; Mrs. Swan a lovely little woman; the children very well behaved a really splendid supper;—you can readily imagine how much we enjoyed ourselves. Professor Van Ingen came and added no little to the gayety. James Beecher brother of Henry Ward B. played whist, and sang comic songs for us; no wonder we hated to have ten o'clock come, for that was the hour at which Dr. Avery had ordered the sleigh. Great was our surprise upon entering the sleigh to findMr. Swan and Professor following us, and suggesting a sleighride. Dr. Avery not objecting away we went, arriving at the gate of Vassar some little time after twelve. I wrote mamma that we went down to Westfield to celebrate Mr. Whitman's seventy sixth birthday. We found the old people perfectly well and apparently very happy in their easy little hame. It is so pleasant for them to have their house on the main st. for they can sit in their bay window and see all the passing, when they do not wish to go oat themselves. They are such nice old people. I quite fell in love with Mrs. Whitman. They both seem to enjoy the society of young people, and are as forbearing as Grandma.Ida, as I have before perhaps Intimated (?) struck me as rather conceited. Little things were always coming up which rather amused me. For Instance we had been In a bookstore for same time while I was looking over new books. I remarked that I enjoyed goings bookstore and examining the books. "Oh!" said she, have bean surrounded by books all my life." Perhaps she thinks there are no books in Texas, but she would find you have read more than she has. Then again, when I asked her to play the piano for me. "Why, you seem quite fond of music, I should think you would take lessens." But Texas is afar off and I presume she considers us savages. Only two or my parlormates are back yet. Miss Pepilton (Ellen E. Poppleton), from Omaha arrived thismorning. The other one, Mary Sheffield, is now seated by the register, feet elevated almost to the level of her head, amusing herself with a navel. Helen Lough the President of our class has the single room in my parlor; she has been quite sick during the holidays and will not return for some time. Miss Swift from Po'keepsie, of whom I will tell you sometime, and Miss Forbes, my roommate, will be back on Monday. Today we have no Chapel or Bible class. I shall spend my afternoon in a useful manner, that is, by sleeping. Having bored you quite long enough for one time, I will now cease. With love to all in abundance. Your sister mustang Julie
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