akohomban
Edited Text
Sept. 26, 1909
Dear Family:-
Such hard work as we’ve been having this week, trying to get accustomed to all our new things, and trying to believe people when they tell us that we will some day get used to Miss Whylie!
I am crazy about my Harmony course and spent most [of] last evening laboriously writing out the twenty four major scales! Yesterday afternoon the Students’-Christians Reception took place and as it was too cold to have it in the Circle, we had it in the Gym, and they gave a [funny two-twenty-thirty] play called “Evelina Vere de Vere, or Blood is Thicker than Water.” Their speeches were simply alphabetical letters, and you have no idea how easy it was to understand! There we had food and gobbled with everybody we saw. I had both Dorothy [unreadable] and Frances Jewell - the two Baldwinites - but they are so cute and talkative it is no trouble to take them around, because everybody loves them.
We have just found out that the 1st Hall Play is to be Moliere’s “Les Femmes Savantes.” I don’t know it, but they say it’s awfully funny, and there is a mother in it that is a goat, so I am going to try for it, I think. Today Henry Sloane Coffin is going to preach, and I am so glad because he was so fine at Silver Bay. I won’t be able to see him, though, because my seat in the choir is right behind the organ.
A week from Monday we are going to have a half-holiday on account of the Hudson-Fulton Celebration. As that lets me out of two classes, I’m not sorry that Fulton made his old steamboat! Our table is planning to go to Mohonk two weeks from yesterday, if we can manage it. We will probably each ask a Freshman, and go in a barge. I haven’t been since Freshman year so I am crazy to go again. There goes the chapel bell, so I must stop for a while.
Sunday Afternoon
Dr. Coffin was splendid as usual and talked about the growth of an individual’s religion. This afternoon I have been catching up on correspondence by writing to all the people who wrote me welcome letters. I feel so virtuous, I must stop now. Lots of love love from
Marjorie
Postmark: POUGHKEEPSIE, NY
10 -- AM
SEP 27 09
Dr. Alexander W. MacCoy, et. al.
Overbrook Ave. and 58th St.
Philadelphia
Dear Family:-
Such hard work as we’ve been having this week, trying to get accustomed to all our new things, and trying to believe people when they tell us that we will some day get used to Miss Whylie!
I am crazy about my Harmony course and spent most [of] last evening laboriously writing out the twenty four major scales! Yesterday afternoon the Students’-Christians Reception took place and as it was too cold to have it in the Circle, we had it in the Gym, and they gave a [funny two-twenty-thirty] play called “Evelina Vere de Vere, or Blood is Thicker than Water.” Their speeches were simply alphabetical letters, and you have no idea how easy it was to understand! There we had food and gobbled with everybody we saw. I had both Dorothy [unreadable] and Frances Jewell - the two Baldwinites - but they are so cute and talkative it is no trouble to take them around, because everybody loves them.
We have just found out that the 1st Hall Play is to be Moliere’s “Les Femmes Savantes.” I don’t know it, but they say it’s awfully funny, and there is a mother in it that is a goat, so I am going to try for it, I think. Today Henry Sloane Coffin is going to preach, and I am so glad because he was so fine at Silver Bay. I won’t be able to see him, though, because my seat in the choir is right behind the organ.
A week from Monday we are going to have a half-holiday on account of the Hudson-Fulton Celebration. As that lets me out of two classes, I’m not sorry that Fulton made his old steamboat! Our table is planning to go to Mohonk two weeks from yesterday, if we can manage it. We will probably each ask a Freshman, and go in a barge. I haven’t been since Freshman year so I am crazy to go again. There goes the chapel bell, so I must stop for a while.
Sunday Afternoon
Dr. Coffin was splendid as usual and talked about the growth of an individual’s religion. This afternoon I have been catching up on correspondence by writing to all the people who wrote me welcome letters. I feel so virtuous, I must stop now. Lots of love love from
Marjorie
Postmark: POUGHKEEPSIE, NY
10 -- AM
SEP 27 09
Dr. Alexander W. MacCoy, et. al.
Overbrook Ave. and 58th St.
Philadelphia
