Stanford Student Letters and Memoirs

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[typed] Jan. 23 - '97

manner, just the kind of an old lady you would love. Prof. Anderson and she are so mutually proud of each other. Prof. A. told us stories and recollections of his three European tours. We had glimpses of an always busy scholarly & sometime poverty stricken life with stories old Mrs. Anderson inserted about her husband who was a clergyman & & his courtship of her. Prof. A. showed his books and took us into his study - a very cosy little room with a beautiful view and large fire-place and lined with books with some picture of Cavel one of Mrs. Comstock's beautiful butterfly studies and a picture of his little girl. He afterward walked to the Tuculo Road with us, and I think enjoyed the call as much as we. We walked home through the Stanford grounds, left our cards at the Stanford door as Mrs. S. was in San Francisco. We reached home in time for dinner and I went to bed early.

Helen has had such a beautiful Christmas present of a white satin party gown. The corner of the front breadth of the skirt her mother has beautifully embroidered also the long sleeves. The neck has a frill of beautiful real lace and the bodice is of spangled accordian pleated chiffon. She has another figured chiffon waist besides.

Don't worry about my money. Thirty dollars is plenty as room and board cost 22.00 and the washing in winter is not much.

Mrs. Hudson inquired about you the other evening and she longs to go east.

Next Sunday shall probably go to see Theodora.

My handkerchiefs are so useful and so much admired. Have you ever read Sweet clover in the Rromance of the white city.

Bye-byeToodles

Jan. 25 - '97