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Vassar.
June 9. 1874
My dear Carrie,
The weather is so warm now that my laziness increases greatly
and I find it almost impossible to study, or in fact to do anything. Yesterday Miss Kapp told us not to forget that "the spirit builds the body," as Waliensteln says, and to make our spirits command our bodies to work faithfully, but it is indeed hard. With only two weeks more to look forward to, there is great temptation to become lax. Not that I ever study
very hard; it is "not my nature to". The horned frog arrived here in safety, and amused itself shortly
after Us arrival in laying a supply of eggs. These however dried up soon,
and of course will amount to nothing in this climate. The frog seemed not
at all well for a day or two: indeed, we called It dead several times, and
even thought of singing its funeral dirge, but suddenly it came to life and
frisked about finely. Professor Orton wants one of the
members of the Natural History Society to write about, and perhaps one
will. We lie a string around Its head, and then fasten him to the table and thus he takes his daily exercise, his "constitutional". Please tell me who sent him. Did you? I suppose so, but wonder whose writing is on the boxcover.
Saturday our class drew rooms for the coming year. Miss Terry has given the coming Seniors the third Corridor South for their own. So we have to take Inside double rooms, as In our Prep. days.
My bad-luck did not desert me and I shall flourish next year in an inside
double with Emma Clark, quite a nice girl. There are few single rooms and the sick girls must have these, but I should have liked to be lucky for once in my life and that was now, and the luck, an outside room.
Why did you begin the kitchen until you and Mamma could be there for the
completion? Even now I suppose you expect to remain only for the walls
to be put up, and the Interior is of far more importance. I should think it
ought to be made with all improvements, as at the North. Please send me
the plans. Really, Carrie, I know nothing about the fashions, having had
but one dress made this spring, and that with a basque. I know nothing about them. The girls here are having redingotes made, pretty much like those of last year, but we never pretend to be in style. In cities we would look forward from the back woods. But then in Poquonock we will be all right I think, no matter what you make.
The grenadier is not among my pieces, and before now I presume you have
found it. With the hope of having you very soon in the flesh to talk to -
Lovingly,
Julie.