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Shipp, Margaret M. | to Sister, 11 November 1901

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1901-11-11T00:00:01Z-1901-11-11T23:59:59Z
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VC 1905
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vassar:56327,Box 12; VCL_Letters_Shipp-Margaret-M_1901-10_1901-11_012_011
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: VCL_Letters_Shipp-Margaret-M_1901-10_1901-11_012_011_001
Monday Nov 11, 1901
Well Mamie dear
I got your letter and read your thing on Peggie which was great, and how nice it was in them to send you the little books! I got papa’s registered letter to day, with the checks for which I am very much obliged. He seemed to be very much impressed by your beauty on the night of the dinner party! He said likewise that the eats were very good.
I have just been

 


: VCL_Letters_Shipp-Margaret-M_1901-10_1901-11_012_011_002
racking my brain to rags trying to think of what to give people for Christmas presents. If you think of any inexpensive suggestions they will be as welcome to my soul as fire and alcohol onto a chafing dish.
My dear! You ought to study Hygiene!
You would well night have a spasm
To learn all the things that we do
About cells and protoplasm.
In Greek I feel my mind grow week
‘Tis filled -- but with a chasm
Latin and Math are sporty snaps
And there;s there Peggie has’m (gigles)

 


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As you may divine
Oh sister mine
I do not pine
This night at nine
But I feel gay,
My wits do stray
Quite far away--
They do not stay.
But Oh ‘tis fun
To let them run
After the gun
Marks setting sun
But back again
They come, and then
I drop my pen
To work till ten
Farewell
Peggie.

 


: VCL_Letters_Shipp-Margaret-M_1901-10_1901-11_012_011_004
Poem on school
POUGHKEEPSIE, NOV 12 930A 1901 N.Y.
Miss Shipp
1010 N Delaware St
Indianapolis
Indiana