Oct. 6, 1872.
Dear Callie,
I don't feel a bit like writing letters today but shall have to write
this morning as I am going to church In town and after I return shall be
too tired to write. I presume you are tired enough today, for travelling
is so wearisome. Does everything look Just as when you left last July?
I suppose this is your first whole day at home, since the train arrives in
the evening, does it not? I should scarcely know I had been absent from College two months, for every thing goes on In the same old way. Eating, sleeping and studying. The only difference between the two years is that I do not now work as hard, having only three studies and no music or painting. But yet I find I have plenty to do. My parlor is similarly situated to the old one and so I would not know it was not tho same familiar one.
My roommate has been changed. In place of Miss Wilson I have
Lillie Rumsey. The latter Is very nice Indeed and I only hope I can keep
her for some time, but of course If she has the offer of a bettor room she will accept. She is from Seneca Falls In this state, and is of a wealthy family and a fine one, I think, from the specimens we have here In Collage. She has a sister a Preparatory with whom she is not permitted to room. It seems too bad since she is willing to go onto a Prep. Corridor.
Hattie Bracher, the young lady whom I told you bought the pretty
travelling bag, has not returned and does not intend to. "Tis always thus
from childhoods hour."
Nettie Whitman is taller than I am and does not look at all as I expected. I don't believe you would recognise her. She is only a Prep. as she has not studied much Latin.
Oh dear; I am growing so fast living upon brown bread and milk,
and you, I suppose, am growing thin.
How soon are you going to begin German? Be sure and begin that
and singing, and
Now I must close with heaps of love to all.
Your loving sister
Julie.