Stanford Student Letters and Memoirs

[written] 3. (Rose) p. 4

[typed] Sunday evening, September 29, '95

My darling Nannie,

Theodora is studying out loud with one of the girls, so if my letter is mixed up with the "tiers Etat" or any other French Revolutionary terms don't be surprised. This week has been a very full one- Sunday Alice Hayes and I went over to Palo Alto to church and had such a good sermon from dear Mr. Peete - He is a grand upholder of the church, and his simple service I already feel I cannot go without. Monday was a day of lectures and Tuesday I was astounded to see Kate Stabler, Edna Bowman, and Rowena Beans in the quadrangle. Kate had stopped off from a visit to San Jose and Edna had come with her. Edna leaves next month for Germany with Meda Bowman. Rowena Beans was as sweet as ever, and Kate was the same old Kate and more could not be said. She took luncheon with us, and regretted not being able to stay over night to hear Dr. Jordan's lecture on"War Times". Rowena brought a Irishman friend to call in the afternoon- a dear little Miss Bessie Blossom of the Beardsley type of girl, and I was delighted to make her acquaintance as I had admired her in the library. S The events of Monday have come back to me. I remember it was a very blue Monday. I had my first examination under Prof. Andersen and felt that I didn't put down all that I knew. A very crushing conviction as I knew anything short of that wasn't worth anything. My new hat came down and was hideous, it lacked just the indescribable air that made the other becoming. Of course, I was disappointed. Now to continue with Wednesday. I was sent to the blackboard in French, and as I had the corrected sentences I quite distinguished myself. That is all I remember of that day. Thursday I got a letter from Marguerite saying that she would come down Friday and stay over till Saturday with me. The whole day was a pleasure. Theodora and I spent the afternoon in studying French Revolution together, and afterward, as it was intensely

[written] 4(Rose) 8

[typed] Sunday evening, Oct. 6, 1895

My dear Nannie,

I have just two sheets of paper left so will take an exercise in condensing. One of your postals, the North Platte one, did not reach us till to-night as it was taken from the box by one of the girls who misplaced it. Another that your letter refered to has not come to us yet. How crowded with human experience your trip was. I am so glad you arrived safe and sound and found poor Aunt Tad with something to keep her mind occupied. Theodora and I have had a happy week. N Nothing out of the ordinary nature till Friday evening when four girls- Edith Straight, Kitty Haskell, Marylyn Maine and I, and Herbert Straight, a Mr. Bell, and Young and McNeil and Strohnere went bicycle riding by a harvest moon. It was the most beautiful thing I ever did. It was as bright as day and we rode clear to Redwood City and back- fifteen miles! Before we got home I could mount and dismount with ease to say nothing of colliding with equal felicity with my partner Mr. McNiel. We had an awfully jolly time. Saturday Laura and Grace Clark came down in the evening to study but we went to the Sophomore and Freshman football game and had another good time. In the afternoon Bessie Blossom, Kenneth Macintosh and I went over to the musuem , but Mr. Nights had gone to New York to study law so it wasn't any fun to look at the museum and jugs. In the evening quite against my will, I went to the Fresh.-Sophomote reception and had only a "fair to middlin"time. It was some fun to awe the little Freshmen but that was all. Their badges were a minature bag of salt. The soph. were a little red mortar board. I, as an Xmas junior needed no badge! This morning Edith Straight, Kit Haskell and Alice Hayes and I went to Palo Alto to church and stayed to communion. Miss...(Second page missing).

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