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My dear Mother,—
Now while I am alone I think it would be well to begin my letter, for I very seldom am alone. Winifred has gone to spend Saturday and Sunday with some friends of hers who live ten miles from here. Ray has gone for a little walk with Marion Schibsby. Did I tell you last week about our Freshman, Daisy
We are plunged deep in lessons now, and from this time on we will always have more on hand than we can do. I wanted to change my course, you know, and they let me, so now I have
We have now finished the furnishing of our rooms (that sounds as though the process -[crossed out: we] had been quite elaborate!) The trouble is we had to leave it in an unfinished state from one Saturday to the next, for lack of time. But Ray and I spent the
Ed and Mr. Wiers came Tuesday afternoon as I expected, but unfortunately it rained quite hard part of the time that they were here. I am so glad the weather did not treat papa in the same way. I showed them around most of the buildings and about as much of the grounds as I did papa. It was just time for me to go to Greek class when they came. but Miss Leach said I need not come to class. Ed brought me my money all right, also
This morning we listened to a sermon by Dr. Marvin R. Vincent, of Union Seminary. You know he gave us Bible lectures in our Freshman year. You know Ed doesn't care much for him, because he thinks he looks as if
I hope Edie is taking a rest now that the rush of sewing for the summer is over. She has been slaving over it so all summer. For her benefit I will say that the girls think the things she made are "very superior" (as Carrie says). A girl told me tonight that my redfern is "the nicest-looking dress I ever had", and as for that red cape which Edie labored over, Ray and Winifred are green with envy for it! I do hope she will sew something for herself when she begins again.
Give my love to Mrs. Henderson
Florence Dowling has already established a reputation for being very fresh, and if she keeps it up, she will not be very much liked. I have spoken with her, but she was not at home when I called on her. I often see Libbie Poppleton in the halls, for she rooms in this building.
Lovingly
Adelaide. [Claflin]