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November 27, 1872
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VC 1875
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Vassar College,
Nov. 27, 72
My dear Mamma,
Having a spare period this morning, (everything here goes by
periods) I think I cannot better employ it than by writing to you. Your
letter with Papas was received yesterday. From your description of
the cold weather you are now experiencing, I think It must be worse than
what we are having. What is a pity If the fruit trees are killed.
Nov. 27, 72
My dear Mamma,
Having a spare period this morning, (everything here goes by
periods) I think I cannot better employ it than by writing to you. Your
letter with Papas was received yesterday. From your description of
the cold weather you are now experiencing, I think It must be worse than
what we are having. What is a pity If the fruit trees are killed.
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Yesterday a good deal of snow fell here, and we were in hopes that it would last over Thanksgiving day, but this morning there was a very heavy fog and
now the snow is melting so that Po'keepsie will be a mass of mud as
usual. I much wish that I could eat my share of turkey tomorrow from
the Thanksgiving table at Wood Lawn, but since that cannot be shall do
full justice to the Vassar fare.
It always seems more Thanksgiving like to go to church, so
tomorrow I am going In town.
Do you know whether Mr. Hayes lost anything by the Boston fire? I believe
now the snow is melting so that Po'keepsie will be a mass of mud as
usual. I much wish that I could eat my share of turkey tomorrow from
the Thanksgiving table at Wood Lawn, but since that cannot be shall do
full justice to the Vassar fare.
It always seems more Thanksgiving like to go to church, so
tomorrow I am going In town.
Do you know whether Mr. Hayes lost anything by the Boston fire? I believe
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his store was on Pearl St. which, with its enormous shoe stores,
was burned.
I suppose you think I make little mention of Jenny or the other
cousins here. But indeed I know of nothing in particular to write about
them. Jenny goes on her way, quietly and undisturbedly, but making few
friends, I think. She is such a quiet little thing, and her roommate is. If
anything, mere so. Carrie Norton and Nellie Whitman I see once in a
while. Their grandmother sent them a box of "goodies" not long ago, and
they brought me a plateful of scraps, among which was a piece of "lection
cake." Ida invited
was burned.
I suppose you think I make little mention of Jenny or the other
cousins here. But indeed I know of nothing in particular to write about
them. Jenny goes on her way, quietly and undisturbedly, but making few
friends, I think. She is such a quiet little thing, and her roommate is. If
anything, mere so. Carrie Norton and Nellie Whitman I see once in a
while. Their grandmother sent them a box of "goodies" not long ago, and
they brought me a plateful of scraps, among which was a piece of "lection
cake." Ida invited
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me to spend the Christmas holidays in Troy, yet I think I shall remain here, unless, perhaps, Aunt Maria is in Albany and invites me there.
Are you still putting down carpets? I don't see where you get
enough to keep you busy so long a time. The old ones must have been
mere rags.
The bell will ring in a moment and I must go to Literature, so I
must close this epistle.
With love to all and kind regards to all who inquire for me.
Your loving daughter
Julie
Are you still putting down carpets? I don't see where you get
enough to keep you busy so long a time. The old ones must have been
mere rags.
The bell will ring in a moment and I must go to Literature, so I
must close this epistle.
With love to all and kind regards to all who inquire for me.
Your loving daughter
Julie
