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Darling Abbie,
Your nice letter which I received some weeks since has been left unanswered much longer than it should have been, but you know from experience what a little inclination we have for writing the few last days of the term. The least said the soonest mended so I'll not continue to offer any apology. Well we are all here once more after our very short vacation,
Our room looks very pleasantly we sport eight pictures on the walls quite a change from last year don't you think so? But give me old 87 and its occupants! I long for the good old times
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very very often— Tell Carrie Algebra is progressing. I seldom sit down to study it but my mind carries me back to one year ago and my patient teacher in the form of Carrie Slade. Give her lots of love for me & tell her I'm going to write her soon.
Yours lovingly
Neta
Write me again soon
very very often— Tell Carrie Algebra is progressing. I seldom sit down to study it but my
mind carries me back to one year ago and my patient teacher in the form of Carrie Slade. Give her lots of love for me & tell her I'm going to write her soon.
Yours lovingly
Neta
Write me again soon
[Anneta Hortense Camp, spec. Jan. '66-67,
To Abigail L. Slade, spec. '65-66]