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Pease, Julia M. | to sister, Mar. 1872:

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March 31, 1872
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VC 1875
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vassar:24734,,Box 37,VCL_Letters_Pease_Julia-M_1875_080
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"Yassar."
March 31. ,1872,
My dear Sister,
Letter writing will be overcome by candy eating this afternoon
I think, for I sit here eating a few mouthfulls of "taffy" and then writing
a few words, and it is quite plain to see that the eating requires more
time. Last night twelve of us armed ourselves with aprons end went into
the Stewards department prepared to pull taffy. When we reached the
kitchen we found the candy was not boiled so we set to work

 


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ourselves, and after more than an hours watching succeeded In making six quarts of molasses change into pullable stuff which we soon made into superfine taffy. I can assure you it was fun standing over the red-hot stove stirring the boiling mass, but each one took her turn of five minutes at a time. What will not persons do for fun! If we had been compelled to remain in that hot kitchen we should have considered ourselves treated inhumanly.

I have been resting most industriously since school closed last Wednesday. Half the day has been spent on the bed, the result mainly of laziness but partly owing to my cold which, though nothing serious is disagreable in the extreme. A thorough cold in the head. This Easter day

 


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is not at all lovely. A very little snow fell last night and today it has been raining slightly all day. The girls of our parlor went to church this morning and I intended to accompany them, but finally decided that the music made by the application of my handkerchief to my nose would scarcely
form & fit accompaniment to our beautiful Easter anthems, nor would
the rain be of benefit to my aforementioned cold. So I remained here
and read a nice little book called Hester Powers. Miss Terry gave
Fannie Buffington, Bell and myself permission to move down stairs dur-
ing vacation, and we are very nicely settled in a parlor on the first floor, which saves us some of our numerous climbs. I have an outside single

 


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room and feel as happy over it as a beggar on receiving food when half
starving. My only trouble is making the bed! and you know that is a
mountain in itself.
Really Carrie, I myself am so very far from doing right in any-
thing and am so very, very full of sin, that I should scarcely think of
saying a word to you of such things,—but I wish you would not play croquet
on Sunday, If only for the influence it may have on others. You know that
the position you have as Papa's daughter gives you considerable influence,
and even such little things are of much account. Please forgive me for
speaking of it to you who are so much better than I.
I imagine this a beautiful Easter at home, the church thronged with
children bringing flowers to deco-

 


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rate the altar. Do you ever see Amelia Boehn? When you do will you remember me affectionately to her. Sometimes I think we might have treated her with more consideration—don't you?
Lovingly
J-