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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: October 19, 1872
Text: Vassar College. Oct. 19. 1872. My dear Papa, Just as I had dated this letter yesterday, I was Interrupted, and now on Sunday I must write it although it is dated on Saturday. This is a lovely, bright day for Vassar, where most all the days are unpleasant, yet at home it would be called a cold winter day. ln the shade it is really cold, but in the sunshine and walking briskly one doesnot feel it, and I really enjoyed my hall hour's walk this morning. The horse cars are going to run from...
Show moreVassar College. Oct. 19. 1872. My dear Papa, Just as I had dated this letter yesterday, I was Interrupted, and now on Sunday I must write it although it is dated on Saturday. This is a lovely, bright day for Vassar, where most all the days are unpleasant, yet at home it would be called a cold winter day. ln the shade it is really cold, but in the sunshine and walking briskly one doesnot feel it, and I really enjoyed my hall hour's walk this morning. The horse cars are going to run from the College to Po'keepsie very soon. The track is already laid but time Is being given for the bed to sink. This will be a great convenience, and the price for the ride will be lessened five cents, that is not very much for us, but the fares will be the same for strangers as well as students. These not belonging to the College have always had to pay fifty cents and now only twenty Is asked. Then too, the cars are much pleasanter than the old omnibus. Last Sunday we hadquite an amusing time In Chapel. Right In the midst of his sermon and also of a certain train of thought, the President stopped. His notes were disarranged, he fumbled among them and could not find the next thing to say finally he said that he could not go on with that thought, but took up another; again he lost his place. This time he became discouraged and told us he would not be able to finish his sermon and was on the point of sitting down when he found something In his notes that aided him and he went on, making his sermon about as long as ever. For a wonder the girls behaved themselvesand did not laugh. It is said that the President's son, Harry Raymond, had disarranged them, just for fun. He is full of mischief but this was going rather too far, I think. Today we are to have Chapel in the afternoon, and some stranger will preach. Carrie, it seems, Is the only one who has written to me so far, but I hope to hear from you and Mamma soon. With much love for yourself and Mamma I am Your laving Julie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: October 20, 1872
Text: Vassar College. Oct. 20. 1872, My dear Carrie, My roommate has Just showed me a new way of holding the pen by which she says one can write this half back hand much more smoothly. I, as you may perceive, am trying it but not, as yet, with great success. But this is not much more than my usual scrawling chirogrsphy. Do you remember a certain General Carletoa? He was stationed at Austin as Commander in Chief of the camp some time. He wasquite an elderly man and was very attentive to Miss- (O how...
Show moreVassar College. Oct. 20. 1872, My dear Carrie, My roommate has Just showed me a new way of holding the pen by which she says one can write this half back hand much more smoothly. I, as you may perceive, am trying it but not, as yet, with great success. But this is not much more than my usual scrawling chirogrsphy. Do you remember a certain General Carletoa? He was stationed at Austin as Commander in Chief of the camp some time. He wasquite an elderly man and was very attentive to Miss- (O how I forget names!) the young lady who desired "style is death." I mention all these things concerning him because you may not recall him any sooner than I did. Well, yesterday I learned that he Is paying attention to an old parlormate of mine, Annie Ansley, and that there is a likelihood that she will marry him. He told her that he was very well acquainted with Miss Pease, and she not knowing very much of his character, sent to enquire what I thought of him. Of course I had nothing in particular to state, having known him soslightly. Annie Is quite young, I think not more than seventeen and pretty, altogether just the one for him to fancy, but I don't see what can induce her to marry him, unless it Is that she thinks him wealthy. Last night our class had Its usual monthly "sociable." This was an unusually pleasant one. The play was a short pantomime, "The Babes in the Woods," one of the most laughable things I ever saw. The Robins were represented by two of the tallest girls in our class, whose costumes were extremely ridiculous. They chirped and pipped abour covering the poor babes with leaves, doing their part to perfection.Then there were some not very remarkable tableaux. And dancing then became the amusement. Yesterday we had a hard hail storm and I was out in it all. We were on the other side of the lake when it began, and thinking that It would be over In a few minutes we braced ourselves against a tree, covering our heads, but finally as it began to rain we sought refuge In a mill near by. Here we remained some time, in company of several Vassarites, some dripping dogs and teamsters. Altogether we had considerable fun from It. You did not write me whether Aunt Maria was going to remain West all winter, Please do so, andalso if the Townsend family are now In Austin. I wrote Susie some time ago, directing my letter to Austin. Remember me to all enquiring friends. With "piles" of love. Julie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: October 27, 1872
Text: Vassar College. Oct. 27, 72. Dear Cara, Indeed I wish I could make a little call upon you one of your bright warm days, when Dick sings so cheerily and everything is gay, but such a thing is out of the question before next June, unless perhaps I might find one of those balloons in which "Grimes" and his fair lady escaped from the terrors of Paris. I am crazy (rather a strong expression) to see howthe house looks with the new carpets, very nice, I presume, even if they are not velvet...
Show moreVassar College. Oct. 27, 72. Dear Cara, Indeed I wish I could make a little call upon you one of your bright warm days, when Dick sings so cheerily and everything is gay, but such a thing is out of the question before next June, unless perhaps I might find one of those balloons in which "Grimes" and his fair lady escaped from the terrors of Paris. I am crazy (rather a strong expression) to see howthe house looks with the new carpets, very nice, I presume, even if they are not velvet or Brussels. And then the pins stool is such a surprise. I wish I were with you to help arrange things. Jenny told me that she dreamed, a few nights ago, that you were married, without even telling me you were going to be. Dreams go by contraries, they say, and I feel quite sure my little sister will be all safe when I see her. Miss Dame tells me that Florence Smiths mother Is dead. Is it such sad, I should like to hear from Florence but do not know In what part of the world she Is. I believe her mother died In England. You know that they have been abroad far some times. Last Monday night we, the literature class, were permitted to go In and see Miss Charlotte Cushman act Lady Macbeth. She is considered the finest living actress, but she did not do herself Justice that night. In some scenes, for Instance, the sleep walking, she was per- perfectly grand. She was miserably supported. Macbeth was personated by Junius Brutus Booth, who tore about in a frantic manner on the stage, entirely different from ones idea of the great murderer. Tuesday night Miss Cushman acted Meg Merrllles. This is her great part and they say she was splendid In It. We are studying Bacon now In Literature. Prof. Backus preaches today and I must go now and dress for chapel. Farewell, Carrie dear. Lovingly Julie.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: October 31, 1872
Text: Vassar College, Sunday Night, My dear Mamma, Your letter enclosed with Papas was received with pleasure this week, and I am very glad that they are again going to be continued regu- larly. Letters seem longer coming to Vassar from Texas, than to Connecticut. For I seldom get your letters In less than eight days time, while they ought to come in five or six. I suppose ere now, you have put the house in order and are through your busiest time. In regard to the stockings, I have only worn two...
Show moreVassar College, Sunday Night, My dear Mamma, Your letter enclosed with Papas was received with pleasure this week, and I am very glad that they are again going to be continued regu- larly. Letters seem longer coming to Vassar from Texas, than to Connecticut. For I seldom get your letters In less than eight days time, while they ought to come in five or six. I suppose ere now, you have put the house in order and are through your busiest time. In regard to the stockings, I have only worn two pairs, I think, and those not after washing, so can not tell whether they will be too small. For some time I have been wearing my fleece lined which are sufficiently large. Just as we are all becoming comfortable in our winter underclothing the weather grows warm and we could do nicely without them. This fall is very changeable; today is quite mild for the season, and all the week has been warm and rainy.My watch, as a general thing, goes well, but Mr. Steele did not entirely cure it of its old infirmity. Once in a while it will stop, and when it has sufficiently rested it started again. Twice since I have been here it has stopped. I think it is regular in its stoppages, there being usually about the same time between each. Froude has beea invited to lecture here and we very much hope he will accept. It is said that he never will lecture unless for a course of five nights and that is out of the question here. The College could not afford it. But perhaps he will favor uswith one lecture. I received a letter from Aunt Juliet a few days ago. She writes me semi occasionally. Emma Kolllstar is married and will go to New York City. The Redfields are taking a short trip South, as far as Savannah, Georgia. I think of no other news which she wrote. Jenny desires much lave to you all. I think she is very well satis- fied. This is but a dull letter, but having written four others today I think I am excusable for feellng tired of scribbling. With much love to all and goodnight kisses In imagination I am yourdaughter Julie.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: October 31, 1872
Text: Vassar College Oct. 31, '72. My dear Sister, Your letter written a week ago was received this morning with delight. I can imagine you starting off on Prince, "little fattie on fattie" as you say Dr. Phillips calls you as equestrienne. You mention a young man (I cannot make out his name) who is acquainted with a cousin of Ida Whitman. Is this cousins name Taylor? I should like to know, for I have heard so much of Mame Taylors brothers that it seems almost as If I knew them. I...
Show moreVassar College Oct. 31, '72. My dear Sister, Your letter written a week ago was received this morning with delight. I can imagine you starting off on Prince, "little fattie on fattie" as you say Dr. Phillips calls you as equestrienne. You mention a young man (I cannot make out his name) who is acquainted with a cousin of Ida Whitman. Is this cousins name Taylor? I should like to know, for I have heard so much of Mame Taylors brothers that it seems almost as If I knew them. I doubt not Austin will have parlors enough, and would like to have a peep at some of them. Cliffie Loverin told me, one day, that her father thinks of moving to Austin to live. Don't you think she would be an acquisition to our society? I think Cliffie is at heart a good girl and she is real good company. All that about her attempting to enter our class and her having made up Livy during the vacation is merely her mothers talk.Cliffie, although a really good scholar, has not ambition enough to study outside of school hours. Remember me to Mr. and Mrs. Levancoat, if they at are, in Austin when this reaches you. You know I never did consider him so dreadful a man as many This week I rec'd a letter from Susie Townsend. Do you think they are well satisfied at home? It must be very pleasant for you to have them to visit. I do like the girls so much. There is something so quiet and restful about them, that It makes me feel better to have been in their company. I hopeyou and Mamma are not working too hard in your ambition to get the house in order. Susie told me you had been out very little since your return. There must certainly be something in a name, else why should all the poor forlorn youths pitch upon me as the one with whom they desire a correspondence. This morning I rec'd a letter from a youth in Madison Wis. to the same effect. I thought the first one of the sort which came was amusing, but It is getting to be an old story now. This is the second this year. I know there is something I wish either toask or tell you, but it has escaped my memory just at present. Farewell darling. Your loving sister, who sends much love to all.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: November 3, 1872
Text: Sunday. Nov. 3, 1872, Daar Carrie, I have just finished writing to Mamma and will now have a little chat with you on paper since we cannot have it by "word of mouth." Yesterday Ida Whitman came down to see her sister and I had the pleasure of seeing her for some little time. There seems a chance of my forming Ida's acquaintance, at last, after having heard of her for so many years. She isnot at all pretty but quite agreeable. Not much like her cousin Mary Taylor, though. But...
Show moreSunday. Nov. 3, 1872, Daar Carrie, I have just finished writing to Mamma and will now have a little chat with you on paper since we cannot have it by "word of mouth." Yesterday Ida Whitman came down to see her sister and I had the pleasure of seeing her for some little time. There seems a chance of my forming Ida's acquaintance, at last, after having heard of her for so many years. She isnot at all pretty but quite agreeable. Not much like her cousin Mary Taylor, though. But you must know that, in my opinion, Mame is the essence of perfection. Isn't it queer that a day or two after I roec'd your letter telling of Miss Bonny's adventure of horseback, the very same thing happened to one of the girls here. Her riding dress was torn completely away. She had on gymnastic pants and red stockings. Being a tall girl she must have looked very comical; the Count, the riding master, was with them, which made the matter worse. Fortunately they were near a farm house and she succeededin getting a dress. I suppose you see the Grahams frequently. Give my love to girls and tell Lilla that my patience is sorely tried by long waiting for a letter from her. All Hallow eve was the occasion of much merry making here. Nothing very serious was attempted, the girls taking warning from the fate of their predecessors. Numerous small pranks ware played and much noise was made. There is one poor girl here who has been christened the damp young woman. She weeps continually, at meals and during reci- tations. When I see her coming I always have a strong desireto run end get a bowl for her convenience. This poor girl was the subject of much fun, All Hallow Eve. Thursday the 7. This letter has been lying in my desk since Sunday, my time this week being unusually filled up, and now I take It out to finish it. I suppose you are all feeling badly about the elections. Was It not a great surprise to find that New York state went republican? I presume Aunt Maria will be very glad that Uncle is elected. My roommate seems to be consider- ably elated over the election of my uncle,but having known higher honors, it does not materially affect me. I have searched the papers, but in vain, to learn how Texas went. It Is still reported doubtful, but the Tribune thinks for Greeley along with many other Southern states. A vote was taken here In College, for fun, and It resulted in the election of Grant. 265 for him against 65 for Greeley. About twenty were en the fence, and some were not in their rooms. The horses in Po'keepsie are so sick that none can be found to bring our mail out regularly. It is a great disappoiatment to us to receive but one mail a dayHoping to get a nice long letter from you tomorrow, I am with love to all, Julie.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: November 3, 1872
Text: Vassar College. Nov. 3, 1872 My dear Mamma, Since dinner I have been reading one of Miss Mulucks novels, "A life for a life"! now having finished it I get out my desk and begin my letter home. President Raymond preached, this morning, for the second time only this year. His discourse was less a sermon than a lecture. Sobriety, in Its different forms, was the chief topic. Dress, unbecomingmirth etc. were discussed by him. It was a splendid talk and much needed in the College, yet...
Show moreVassar College. Nov. 3, 1872 My dear Mamma, Since dinner I have been reading one of Miss Mulucks novels, "A life for a life"! now having finished it I get out my desk and begin my letter home. President Raymond preached, this morning, for the second time only this year. His discourse was less a sermon than a lecture. Sobriety, in Its different forms, was the chief topic. Dress, unbecomingmirth etc. were discussed by him. It was a splendid talk and much needed in the College, yet scarcely the subject for Sunday. This matter of dress is carried to a great excess here; you, who think that too much time, labor and money is spent on my attire, would be astonished to find that I am one of the very plainly clothed ones. Of course there are some who are poor and do not dress at all, the girls would say. I consider myself a happy medium. Miss Terrys letter has had no effect whatever upon them. The President is really aroused, and fears that we will become a "noisy rabble."Speaking of dress, I have almost decided to have my silk waist made. If I find that I can get along well without it, I will do so. Will you send me, some time before next spring, a piece of my piece grenadine large enough to make ruffles for the sleeves. Much will not be needed, and I think it can easily be sent In an envelope. As yet Miss Terry has not been able to give me a room down stairs. At present she is In New Haven with her mother who Is very ill. I live In hopes of something better when she returns, for she says she will do her best for me. My parlor mates are so pleasantthat I would change only for a much nicer room. I suppose you have heard that Kitty is in Boston attending lectures. Jenny complains of Kitty's negligence in writing. Harry has written to Jenny once. The letter was the usual length, between four and five lines. I do hope the horse distemper, which is now prevailing in New York and Boston, will not reach Texas. We have bean unfortunate enough, lately, with our horses. It must seem strange to see the cars drawn by oxen, as they are in Boston. The horses have not been affected in Po'keepsie. Have reached the bottom of the page and will close with much love to all. Your daughter Julie. P.S. Do you mean that Papa does really think of moving to St. Louis, or is it merely talk. I don't yet know whether I would like it, but I presume there will be no occasion for me to find out. J.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: November 9, 1872
Text: Vassar College. Nov. 9, 1872. My dear Papa, Jenny and I are both seated In my bedroom, pens in hand, to write letters. She is writing to Kitty and I to you. I have been sleeping this lovely Sunday aftenoon away, after having walked an hour and a half to drive away a slight headache which was trying to master me. Occa- sionally we have such a bright warm daythat we are rewarded for enduring all the dull cold ones between, and this is one of those days. Do not, please, ask for a glimpse of any...
Show moreVassar College. Nov. 9, 1872. My dear Papa, Jenny and I are both seated In my bedroom, pens in hand, to write letters. She is writing to Kitty and I to you. I have been sleeping this lovely Sunday aftenoon away, after having walked an hour and a half to drive away a slight headache which was trying to master me. Occa- sionally we have such a bright warm daythat we are rewarded for enduring all the dull cold ones between, and this is one of those days. Do not, please, ask for a glimpse of any of my essays. They are entirely too dreadful for you to see. I fear after a sight of them your eyes would be paralyzed or afflicted with some dread disease. Perhaps next summer, If you still desire it, I will read them to you. But I think I shall not be able to copy them. The parlors, I presume, look very nicely, but I do not admire your taste in putting my paintings in them. They would do better in a dark corner.My roommate has just returned from Po'keepsie with the news that Boston is on fire. Prayers were held in church this morning In the city, on that account. The manner in which the city is built will, I hope, prevent such destruction as Chicago experienced. It is very dreadful for those girls here who have friends in Boston, for they can get no tidings for some time, as the telegraph wires are said to be down. Do you feel very much downcast about the elections? The two Misses Clark, my parlormates, have a brother who Is an editor of the Springfield Republican.That is your favorite newspaper, is it not? The bell for tea will ring in a few minutes, so I will close with much love. Jenny sends love. Your aft. daughter Julie.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: November 23, 1872
Text: Vassar. Nov. 23. |1872, My dear Carrie, This morning the ground Is white with snow, and the air is chilling, if that which is coming In through our open window Is an Index of the outer temperature. Prof. Mitchell has prophesied a long and severe snow storm. I would that her prophesy might prove false. This Is our second snow storm of the season. The other was very light, melting nearly away before night. Furs will now be In requisition, I shall bring mine down today, andyou can then Imagine...
Show moreVassar. Nov. 23. |1872, My dear Carrie, This morning the ground Is white with snow, and the air is chilling, if that which is coming In through our open window Is an Index of the outer temperature. Prof. Mitchell has prophesied a long and severe snow storm. I would that her prophesy might prove false. This Is our second snow storm of the season. The other was very light, melting nearly away before night. Furs will now be In requisition, I shall bring mine down today, andyou can then Imagine me In my Esquimaux costume. Some days ago my soul was made glad by the Information that I was to have my room alone. Meeting Miss Terry In town one day, she kindly told me this, and also that she hoped to give me single room before the year was over. I know you will not think this much of an improvement upon my former condition, since I am still on the fourth corridor, but indeed, to have a room all to myself on any corridor. If it were the fifth or sixth, seems to me princely good fortune. It is an Inside room and quite large. Think of a whole wardrobe, bureau and washstand to myself! At first I felt almost lostwith so much room. I am determined that my room shall be the perfection of neatness, and have begun most finely. How long I will keep it up I cannot say. Mamma, I know, would tell me I could not persist many days. Just as I had reached this point, I was Interrupted for a moment to hear the mail read. To my great Joy your letter of 13th Inst, was handed me. I had a good laugh over the picture of "Famine aad Plenty," and at Ellens credulity. Speaking of dreams, reminds me that I dreamt a few nights ago, that I was at home: it was so hard to believe it was "all a dream," and every thing was so pleasant I hated tohave it so. At last I have taken the fatal leap. I have Joined the Phllalethian Society. Chapter Delta is honored by my presence every Friday night. I call It fatal, because, as sure as fate, every oae must, during the year, do something towards the amusement of the members. This amusement is writing, reading, acting and playing. As I can do none of these things, I fear I shall be but a drone in the hive. Last night Beta gave an entertainment to the Hall, to which we were Invited. They gave an operetta, "Pepita." Fanny Buffington took the part of a gipsey chief It looked & acted finely. She will have many smashes today, I reckon. Beta often gets up these operettas, becauseshe is particularly famous for her musicians. Delta Is the best Society in a purely literary point of view. I was beginning to give up receiving any letters from home this week they came so late. Only yesterday I received Papa and Mammas letters. With love to each and all- Julie.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: November 27, 1872
Text: Vassar College, Nov. 27, 72 My dear Mamma, Having a spare period this morning, (everything here goes by periods) I think I cannot better employ it than by writing to you. Your letter with Papas was received yesterday. From your description of the cold weather you are now experiencing, I think It must be worse than what we are having. What is a pity If the fruit trees are killed.Yesterday a good deal of snow fell here, and we were in hopes that it would last over Thanksgiving day, but this...
Show moreVassar College, Nov. 27, 72 My dear Mamma, Having a spare period this morning, (everything here goes by periods) I think I cannot better employ it than by writing to you. Your letter with Papas was received yesterday. From your description of the cold weather you are now experiencing, I think It must be worse than what we are having. What is a pity If the fruit trees are killed.Yesterday a good deal of snow fell here, and we were in hopes that it would last over Thanksgiving day, but this morning there was a very heavy fog and now the snow is melting so that Po'keepsie will be a mass of mud as usual. I much wish that I could eat my share of turkey tomorrow from the Thanksgiving table at Wood Lawn, but since that cannot be shall do full justice to the Vassar fare. It always seems more Thanksgiving like to go to church, so tomorrow I am going In town. Do you know whether Mr. Hayes lost anything by the Boston fire? I believe his store was on Pearl St. which, with its enormous shoe stores, was burned. I suppose you think I make little mention of Jenny or the other cousins here. But indeed I know of nothing in particular to write about them. Jenny goes on her way, quietly and undisturbedly, but making few friends, I think. She is such a quiet little thing, and her roommate is. If anything, mere so. Carrie Norton and Nellie Whitman I see once in a while. Their grandmother sent them a box of "goodies" not long ago, and they brought me a plateful of scraps, among which was a piece of "lection cake." Ida invitedme to spend the Christmas holidays in Troy, yet I think I shall remain here, unless, perhaps, Aunt Maria is in Albany and invites me there. Are you still putting down carpets? I don't see where you get enough to keep you busy so long a time. The old ones must have been mere rags. The bell will ring in a moment and I must go to Literature, so I must close this epistle. With love to all and kind regards to all who inquire for me. Your loving daughter Julie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: December 1, 1872
Text: J.M. Pease 1 Dec 72 15 " " Vassar College Dec. 1, 1872 My dear Papa, The little Eaton (?) girls are in our parlor, having come to see Maddie Clark, and making about as much noise as two little chatterboxes can, but still I think I can manage to scribble something. In spite of my declaration to them that I should not hear anything they said I find that my ears are not entirely impervious to their talk. A long snow storm we seem to be having, for the snownow lies quite deep in the...
Show moreJ.M. Pease 1 Dec 72 15 " " Vassar College Dec. 1, 1872 My dear Papa, The little Eaton (?) girls are in our parlor, having come to see Maddie Clark, and making about as much noise as two little chatterboxes can, but still I think I can manage to scribble something. In spite of my declaration to them that I should not hear anything they said I find that my ears are not entirely impervious to their talk. A long snow storm we seem to be having, for the snownow lies quite deep in the ground and it is still falling. As I write I hear the merry jingle of the sleigh bells. All lovers of sleigh riding I hope may be satisfied this winter. All day yesterday and the greater part of today our parlor and bedrooms have been as cold as a barn. Now, however, they are more comfortable. When the wind is from the North the north part of the house is freezing cold, but for the last few days the wind has come from the opposite direction and we have been the freezing ones. It seems impossible to keep all portions of the house warm at the same time. Last night I forsook any cold bed and slept under a delightfuldown quilt. The geese from whom the down was plucked could not have been warmer than under their soft covering. Today we had a visit (?) from a Mr. Walch, a missionary who had been twenty nine years in India. I am sorry to say that the all specimens of missionaries who have preached here have roused in me no other desire than that of going to sleep. Their sermons are very long and [?]. I pity the poor heathens who have to listen to them if they always talk in the same style. A few days ago Miss Lucy sent for me to tell me that she had had a letter from Ms. Smith saying that Mama wished me to comedown stairs. Just now there happened to be a vacancy on the third floor, in a pleasant parlor, and Miss Terry gave me my choice as to going down or remaining here. I would rather stay here if I could keep my room alone, but Miss T. did not know how long I could, and so I have decided to go downstairs. I don't know my future roommate at all, but am told that she is very nice. The little Eaton have gone but a little freeman has taken their place. The talk of the larger girl I find is still some disturbing, so that I fear this a most unmatched letter. Good night. With much love, Julie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: December 8, 1872
Text: Dec. 8, 1872 My dear Mamma, We went down this morning, as usual to Bible Class, but found no Professor awaiting us, so after vainly waiting for him ten minutes we bolted. Not particularly sorry were we, as Prof. Orton is not very entertaining himself, and so expects us to talk and study the lesson. This latter we think ought not to be expected of us, having reached our sopho- more year. Philalethean night has comeand gone; everything passing off in much the same manner as usual. There were...
Show moreDec. 8, 1872 My dear Mamma, We went down this morning, as usual to Bible Class, but found no Professor awaiting us, so after vainly waiting for him ten minutes we bolted. Not particularly sorry were we, as Prof. Orton is not very entertaining himself, and so expects us to talk and study the lesson. This latter we think ought not to be expected of us, having reached our sopho- more year. Philalethean night has comeand gone; everything passing off in much the same manner as usual. There were fewer guests present, and the Dining Hall being being this year they were better accomodated. The exercises in Chapel were even better than usual. The long, prosy poem was omitted and a debate on the question, is conquest dependent upon climatic influence was substituted. Everyone looked her best, and did her utmost to enjoy the evening and I think everyone succeeded. Corridor, Chapel and Dining Hall were prettily decorated with evergreens, nine hundred yards having been twined by the members of the Society. I must notomit to mention that Delta had the largest and best share in the work of the evening. Four of the eight who took part were from Chapter D. Mrs. Williams was here with Cliffie. She told me that she had written to "dear George" about our rencounter in New York, and how pleased she had been to see again Gov. Pease whom she had not met since she became Mrs. Loverin, etc. etc. and "dear George" had written her such a beautiful letter about it; About what I did not exactly understand but it made no difference. She desired me not to forget to say that she wished to be remembered to you all. It would he a great favor.to her if I would only come in and visit her, if only for a day, she says, and much more In the same strain. You seem still fearful about my health. I hoped before to have allayed your fears, for I have been perfectly well so far with the excep- tion of a very bad cold which kept me in the Infirmary only one day. That Is now much better. Neuralgia has not troubled me in the least. I think I wrote Papa that I Miss Terry had given me a room on the next lower floor. I have not moved yet, and perhaps will not until the holidays. With love to every body, I am your loving daughter.
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: December 12, 1872
Text: "Vassar" Dec. 12, 1872. My dear Carrie (written in German script), Just now, oar wee bit of a letter has reached me, for which I am you truly thankful. You know, "small favors are thankfully fee." I quite envy your lessons in German, for I am just crazy to begin it. You do not say where Mrs. Keupfer is living. Do you have to ride away out to Mr. Studors beautiful roofless cottage. If so, the ride om pleasant days, must be as delightful as the lessons. Let me advise you,...
Show more"Vassar" Dec. 12, 1872. My dear Carrie (written in German script), Just now, oar wee bit of a letter has reached me, for which I am you truly thankful. You know, "small favors are thankfully fee." I quite envy your lessons in German, for I am just crazy to begin it. You do not say where Mrs. Keupfer is living. Do you have to ride away out to Mr. Studors beautiful roofless cottage. If so, the ride om pleasant days, must be as delightful as the lessons. Let me advise you, Carrie, if ever you come here not to take Literature, it is a slow mode of death. The rack would be infinitely preferable, for that could only continue days while and from this months only bring relief. I count on my fingers four essays already written, and no one knows how many more are yet to come. The harrowing thoughts of those to come, and the shame felt for those already finished,—is not this a dreadful picture—But joking aside, I hate Literature and wish, by some means, I could go out of the class. We Sophomores are given our choice of studies, but as we are compelled to take three and only three are put down in theCatalogue for this semester, my penetration has not yet been able to discover where the choice is to be made. I will send the belt as soon as I can make a trip to town and get it. Please forgive me for no telling you before the proportion of oil and bayrum, but when I sit down to write half the little matters escape me. One part to four is what I used to put together but your hair is naturally oily and I think would not need more than one oz. of oil to fire of the spirit. But Dr. Avery (don't laugh because I quote her) advised those who are losing their hair to rub the head thoroughly every night with cold water. Some of thegirls have tried it and find that it prevents the hair from falling out. Green tea is also very good, I am told, by good authority, if advice is good for anything, with all this, you aught not to lose a hair. How many new people there must be at home. In every letter you speak of some one I have never before heard of. I send two of my photographs which you will please give, with my affectionate regards, to Emily and Aunt Folly. You remember telling me that they were desirous to have them. Can't you stir up Lilla G. and Susie J. so that I may hear occasion- ally from them? Lovingly Julie (written in German script)
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: December 17, 1872
Text: Vassar College. Doe. 17, 1872. My dear Papa, Your letter of the 10th ins. with Mommas enclosed, has Just reached me. Your letters come more regularly now than they did a few weeks since. I also received today a letter from Aunt Maria. She says they are all boarding in Binghamton. Will move to Albany the last of this month and board at Congress Hall. I suppose you knowthat Clove Is away at boarding school. I have decided to accept Ida Whitmans invitation for a portion of the vacation. It is...
Show moreVassar College. Doe. 17, 1872. My dear Papa, Your letter of the 10th ins. with Mommas enclosed, has Just reached me. Your letters come more regularly now than they did a few weeks since. I also received today a letter from Aunt Maria. She says they are all boarding in Binghamton. Will move to Albany the last of this month and board at Congress Hall. I suppose you knowthat Clove Is away at boarding school. I have decided to accept Ida Whitmans invitation for a portion of the vacation. It is not very pleasant to be away at a strange house, (and the Whitmans are almost strangers to me) at Christmas time, so I shall not go up to Troy until about a week before school reopens. Jennie Ladd has not fully decided to remain here throughout the vacation. Very likely she will go down to Brooklyn for a few days. Her relations there have extended to her a very cordial Invitation. The girls have been hoping that there would be snow enough for fine sleighing while they are at home, and the prospect has been quite promising for them. Today, however, is one of those very bright, sunshiny days which come so seldom In this region, and the snow is melting fast. This continual snowing and thawing makes our winters here In the country wretched, for only two or three walks are generally passable on account of the mud. It is almost time for the mail to leave, so I must close. With very much love Your daughter Julie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: December 22, 1872
Text: Vassar College. Dee. 22, 1872. Dear Carrie, Even vacation does not change my usual time for writing, and I am seated tonight, desk in lap, (our peculiarly feminine position) answer- ing letters. Neither the parlour which I have left, nor the one into which I am moving are kept warm during the holidays, so that I have come into this pleasant corner room with two or three others. Because it is vacation we think that all our old customs must be thrown aside, and since we can, we think that we...
Show moreVassar College. Dee. 22, 1872. Dear Carrie, Even vacation does not change my usual time for writing, and I am seated tonight, desk in lap, (our peculiarly feminine position) answer- ing letters. Neither the parlour which I have left, nor the one into which I am moving are kept warm during the holidays, so that I have come into this pleasant corner room with two or three others. Because it is vacation we think that all our old customs must be thrown aside, and since we can, we think that we must do Just as please. Naturally then, we turn night into day, and dine at all hours of the day in our parlor. Last night we did not go to bed until about twelve and now, at seven, I have Just wakened from a nap. Cold as it was, I ventured In to church this morning, for there was no service here today. Several of the girls went coasting this afternoon, and to pay them for their wickedness, I suppose it was, they ran Into each other andgot badly bruised. Pattie Thum Is now making a sketch of the affair. Don't you think we are a depraved set? Really, I had no Idea how very lazy I could be until now. I have, so far, done nothing but eat and sleep, and these few days are a specimen of those to come. Next Friday I expect to go up to Troy for the remainder of the vacation. Ida promises me no gaiety, but she says, "a good deal of quiet enjoyment." They hope to receive an Invitation to spend New Years day la Westfield, but I hope not. I had rather stay in Troy than go wandering off very far this cold weather. I can Imagineyou helping to trim the church for Christmas. How I would like to be with you through this week! One of our girls has gone home to Omaha. That is almost as bad as going to Texas for two weeks. I am going In town tomorrow If it is net too cold, and will then get your belt. Jennie is going down to Brooklyn on Thursday to visit her rela- tions there. I feel too lazy and stupid to write any more now, so goodnight darling— "Merry Christmas to all. And to all a goodnight"— was the greeting of Santa Claus long age, and is mine tonight- Julie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: December 27, 1872
Text: Vassar. Dec. 27, 1872. Dearest Cara, Today I expected to be speeding along on the "chemin de fer" to Troy. But alas! we are all doomed to disappointment! Here am I blocked in by snow and compelled to remain at College until Monday and perhaps much longer. "Such a snowstorm the very oldest inhabitants have never before known." This little phrase is used every winter, but this one with truth, I think. The horse cars have stopped running and our only communication with the...
Show moreVassar. Dec. 27, 1872. Dearest Cara, Today I expected to be speeding along on the "chemin de fer" to Troy. But alas! we are all doomed to disappointment! Here am I blocked in by snow and compelled to remain at College until Monday and perhaps much longer. "Such a snowstorm the very oldest inhabitants have never before known." This little phrase is used every winter, but this one with truth, I think. The horse cars have stopped running and our only communication with the outer world Is by means of a sleigh running twice a day. But "for a that" we are gay and happy still. Indeed, I do not consider it a very great misfortune to be unable to go to Troy, for there are some real nice girls here and we have a good deal of fun, because we learn to know each other better. Christmas day was not a bit like Christmas. It was a bitter cold day, the thermometer 4° below zero, but Milligan, Eva Tappan and myself went in to hear the childrens Carols in Christ church at ten o'clock. Some of them which I had never heard before werevery pretty. Then we went down to service at the Holy Comforter, a high church. The car not being ready to bring us, out we had to walk up to the Morgan House and wait sometime. Without exaggeration, I can say that we nearly froze. I think I never knew so cold a day. Our Christmas dinner was better than usual, turkey, duck, mince pie and plum pudding. Half the amount of dishes at home would have been better. Parlor 63 contains a very nice set of girls. Hattie Stetson, Pattie Thum, Lida Magowan and my self. (Is not that a conceited remark?) It is a most amiable parlor, and where one goes, all go. Christmas Eve Parlor 63 was quite fashionable. It was first invited out to a very tempt- ing supper of coffee and other delicacies. Then to a Christmas tree, which was intended only to be looked at, as no presents were distributed. Here we again partook of coffee and fruit cake, the latter I politely took and not being able to eat it stuffed it Into my pocket for safe keeping. Then followed a dance in the College parlors on those best new carpets. We found at every waltz that Miss Lymans ghost would rise and confront us lor our sacrilege. Just nowimagine us seated in those same spacious apartments with Winnie (Miss Lymaa's factotum) frowning upon us lest we spill one drop of ink, spill of a pin head, upon those precious Aaminsters. But to return (ahem) to our Christmas Eve. Leaving the parlor at half past nine we returned to 63 and amused ourselves, with reading, backgammon, and the like, until twelve, when Lida and I finished off the evening, or rather, began the morning, with study: for we retired to our downy couches at one o'clock. The next evening, at the supper table we decided to attend a masked and fancy dress ball In the College parlors. Two young ladles were trans-formed, by my magic fingers, into an old lady and a robin, respectively. Graham, my last years roommate made a very lady like old housekeeper wearing a stiff cap, long apron and carrying her reticule and scissors at her side. Lida Magovan was the robin and the chief attraction of the evening. No one could recognise her, and she did her part to perfection, hopping about and chirrupping in a most bird like fashion. By the time I had arrayed these two and cut out numerous K's for a Ku Klux Klan I had only time to doff an ancient red overgown and turban, In which costume I enjoyed myself very much. Dr. Avery being our Lady PrincipalIn the absence of our true head, our hopes are all Hygienic and end precisely with the first stroke of the retiring bell at half past nine. Of course we can not retire at such an out of the way hour, so we amuse ourselves later with cribbage and backgammon. But that unfortunate evening, just as Hat and myself were deeply Interested in a game of cribbage Miss Smiley, our corridor teacher came, and advised us to retire. This we did the more cheerfully as it was about twelve and we, with difficulty, kept our peepers open. Since It was my intention to leave today, I received my New Years callers last evening.Parlor 63 of course shared the fun together. Pattie was my mother, Mrs. Weatherton while Hattie, one of the tallest girls here, was little Susie, the nine years old daughter, an Impertinent little chatterbox. Lida was Josephus the waiting man. He received the cards, took the gentlemens hats and prepared and served the refreshments, which consisted of snow cream, lemon ice, cake and crackers. Joseph's part, you can perceive was a very laborious one yet mother and daughter found the boy "very careless" "so thoughtless" etc. This, of course, to excuse his not being In all places at one time. I was the charming young daughter, fresh and bloomy,whom, let me whisper, had been only five years in society. All the gentle- men who were young enough made lore to me, and many are the duels to be fought on my account. Then there was the governess Miss Limmeth, a very agreeable personage, quite proper. Our callers ware numerous and of high rank, some of them, at least. Sir Charles from Eng. was a most charming gent,lacked much of the races, was thoroughly English. Really, Graham who took this part looked and acted so comically that I am convulsed with laughter every time I think of her. You ought to have seen Dr. Arery laugh to see Sir Charles dance, for after the reception was over we all wont down to the parlors and had a dance. Wild Bill direct from California also made us a call. Milligan, this was, whom Susie impertinentlytold he had no mouth. This Will had a nephew who was very much attached to me and upon whom I looked with a farmy eye. Gustavus Adolphus Briggs was a most charming young man: he, also, In addition to his personal charms, expected a handsome fortune from his wild uncle. Hence he tried to prevent Will from being attentive to my dear widowed mamma. I wish I could picture for you the charms of my dear Gustavusfor indeed I was about as much smitten as he. Gustavus was Laura Browne, from Vermont. She is older than the rest of us and very, very talented. She wrote the article In the Miscellany upon M. Taine. By the way, I think I have not sent the magazine to you yet. Whan you get it, please read the article I Just mentioned, for it la about the best In the book. Then another line character was G.A Fitznoodle. This was carried out to perfection.Miss Lowrie it was who quite overpowered us by his grand words and compliments. I must not forget to mention Josiah somebody, I forget the name, and his son Zekiel. The old man would persist in tell- ing me of quiltings, corn huskings and such like things which of course I had never heard of. Then there were a lot of Russians whose names my tongue could never twist nor my pen write.Everybody agreed In saying that they never either made or received pleasanter New Years calls. Yesterday I received Papa and Mammas letters enclosing my Christmas present. They do not say what they wish me to get with it, so I think I shall get Jean Ingelows poems, Undiae and perhaps some pretty picture or another book. Tell me what you had for Christmas presents andall that you are doing. The snow is piled up in our window sill over a feet high, and in the corridor it drifted down in the window ledge inside and has not melted yet. But it is not as cold as it was Christmas day. Our parlor is warm enough when we sit within a foot of the register, but in a corner of the room one's hand will became too cold to write. Annie Meeker, one of my former parlor mateshas Just send me a Christmas letter and little plastic head of Clytie. It was very kind of her to think of me. Please excuse the different kinds of paper on which this lengthy letter is written. But while in the parlor my paper gave out and Lida gave me some of hers. I hope you will not be entirely exhausted before you finish this. Indeed I grudge the stamps which it will need for supply is getting low. With a vast deal of love I am lovingly Julie
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Creator: Pease, Julia M
Date: December 31, 1872
Text: Troy, N.Y. Dec. 31. 1872 My dear Mamma, For the last time I now write '72 at the heading of my letter. It seems sad to have the old year pass away, yet I cannot bemoan its departure since it brings the time of my return home nearer. As can be seen by the beginning of my letter I am In Troy. Reached here yester- day at half past three, that is, the depot, for I did net arrive at this highpoint on |? | Ida for quite a while after. The horse cars run to here, andin these we rode. Troy, of...
Show moreTroy, N.Y. Dec. 31. 1872 My dear Mamma, For the last time I now write '72 at the heading of my letter. It seems sad to have the old year pass away, yet I cannot bemoan its departure since it brings the time of my return home nearer. As can be seen by the beginning of my letter I am In Troy. Reached here yester- day at half past three, that is, the depot, for I did net arrive at this highpoint on |? | Ida for quite a while after. The horse cars run to here, andin these we rode. Troy, of course, is not wearing its best garments this very cold winter. To see its beauties I suppose I should come In the spring or summer. As it is, I can perceive that Mr. Whitman's place might be very lovely under different circumstances. I find Mr. Whitman and Ida very pleasant. Yet I am very sorry that It Is their decision to go to Westfield for the rest of the week. Indeed If I had known this fact before having accepted their Invitation, I should not have done so. I agreed to visit the Troy Whitmans, not those of Westfield. But the old gentleman'sbirthday is the second of this month and they wish to attend the birthday dinner. I suppose we will remain until Saturday and then go direct to Po'keepsie, I know you will wish me to call upon Mrs. Willard of Troy and I would much enjoy doing so but, under the circumstances, it will not be possible. Today it has scarcely for a moment ceased snowing, and tomorrow. If it is pleasant enough, it is the Intention of the family to start for Westfield. Jennie Ladd went downto Brooklyn yesterday. She started Just before my train did, so that I saw her safely upon the ear. Tell Carrie for me that she is an exceedingly wicked girl. It is nearly three weeks since I have received a word from her, and I have been besieging her with letters all this time. I am afraid If I do not hear from her soon I shall become spiteful and overlook her on my list of corres- pondents, But that is not a right thing to say on this last day of the year when I ought to be formingnew resolutions to be Immediately broken. Oh so lovingly Julie
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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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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 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 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 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 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 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: 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 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: 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: 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 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 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 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: 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: 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 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 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 30, 1873
Text: Vassar College, April 30. 1873. Dear Carrie, The Faculty have been unusually good to us, giving us a half holiday today, which, with many of us, Is a whole one as our recitations all come In the morning. Perhaps their kindness was as much to themselves as to us, for certainly we are all a pretty sleepy and dull appear- ing set this morning. Although last night we went to bed not very much after eleven o'clock, even that has used up we early birds.I do wish you might have heard Phillips...
Show moreVassar College, April 30. 1873. Dear Carrie, The Faculty have been unusually good to us, giving us a half holiday today, which, with many of us, Is a whole one as our recitations all come In the morning. Perhaps their kindness was as much to themselves as to us, for certainly we are all a pretty sleepy and dull appear- ing set this morning. Although last night we went to bed not very much after eleven o'clock, even that has used up we early birds.I do wish you might have heard Phillips Brooks. I am not In the least surprised that the Boston people so worship him, for every one of us Is half crazy over him. He had been described to me as very, very tall and overgrown looking, as decidedly "green;" yet although he Is all these he Is decidedly fine looking. He is the biggest man I think I ever saw; when he promenaded the corridors, the other men, some of whom were quite tall, seemed mere pigmies. And this morning when he departed In the hack, he alone quite filled the seat. If his mind were at all In comparison with his body, he certainlywould be a great man. His address was upon the personality of the times. If I were, like you, good at remembering and tailing speeches, etc, I would be glad to give you the substance of it, but that is impossible; so I can simply say that It was very good, and pleased all; especially as it was not all about what woman should do; far this, you must know, Is drilled Into us by every stick of a man who comes. Of course His College was all decorated with evergreens and flowers. The letter were mare beautiful than ever before. This morning earns a letter from Sarah Pease, who says thatshe wrote yon at the same time, so I need not retell to you the news her letter contained. I should think Aunt Carrie would be rather fearful to have Uncle go to Europe after this fearful accident. Just think, there were several persons from Po'keepsie killed and two of the bodies, I hear, have not been found. Mr. Merritt, the father of those of that name who were lost, is quite an old man and has living only one son, who is a perfect lot , and spends most of his time In Binghampton at the asylum. You must be very, very busy now that Mamma is unable to go about; poor child, you will be all tired out by the time summer comes. I wish I could go home now that you all need me; it would be so nice to do something for you all who do so much far me. Goodbye now, dear.
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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: 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 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 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 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: 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: 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 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 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 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 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 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: 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: 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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