Stanford Student Letters and Memoirs

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[typed] hot, we indulged in some sherbet as "Rices". Friday, I got my Andersen examination paper back, without any very serious corrections. Charlotte Phillips wrote a splendid paper and was very much and very justly lauded by Prof. Andersen. Another time I hope I'll not be so overcome by trepidition as to do myself so little justice. At noon I found Marguerite sitting in our room just where you had sat a week before. She had been waiting only a few minutes but had made herself very much at home in the meantime. She was looking very well in a pale green wool gown, and had laid a very stylish rough jacket and navy blue hat to match on the bed. Her first words were reproaches at not having been warned of your call. She regretted so not seeing you. The afternoon and evening we spent visiting, and the next morning (Saturday) we both took the eight-thirty train to the city. I took back my unsatisfactory hat, and found Mrs. Coughlin all "nods and becks (?) and wreathed smiles" - she showed me about a dozen of her choicest hats, and finally I decided upon a felt with beautiful cock feathers and rich crown. she put some of the black and white ribbon on it and a black and white aiggrette and made it a bit dressier. The result is a hat suitable for the street or evening, of more value that the first and for the same money. I see material in it for hats to come in future generations. Then we went to Mrs. O'Strandrs and I had a fitting. Afterwards we took my cape to be mended and Theodora's plate for another hundred cards, and reached the "Oliver" in time for luncheon. We found Mrs. Stabler and Kate very well. Mrs. S. so delighted at seeing you and Kate so disappointed at missing you. After luncheon we rested, and the Kate and I made another visit to Mrs. O'Stranders and I had a second fitting, very satisfactory as I had a glimpse of how lovely it is going to be when it is done. We had a glimpse of the lovely things in Vickery's window which was a pleasure in itself. I missed not having anyone to get a bunch of violets.for, but then we afterward of a million of people but I had already spent my

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[typed] Sunday evening, October 13, 1895

My dearest Nannie-

Theodora tells me she has written her second letter to you this week and reminds me I am lacking in my record. So doubt she has told you all important events of the week so I shall act as Bulletin Supplement. We are all excited over examination I in French Revolution next Tuesday and my mind is densely befogged in Feudal Rights and Incidents not to mention direct and indirect taxation. Last Monday was rather a gay day for me. Alex Cotton and Howard Trinecto two of Grace Clark's friends were down from the city visiting "Baby (?)" Cotton, and they succeeded in taking up the 2nd and 3rd hours Monday morning by"treating" at Rices - the ice-cream center, and in squandering time generally. I had gone to French the 3rd hour, when there was a knock and Prof. Davidson said some one wished Miss Payne whereupon I walked out to find Grace, Laura, and the three boys, plotting an impromptu watermelon feast to which I immediately went regardless of French. We are reading, by-the-way, "La Mare au Diable" by George Sand a very pretty little story. Monday aftermoon Alice Cowen asked me to go riding in her pretty dogcart, and of course I went as I missed two rides with her before. We had a lovely ride to Menlo Park and around the university. Tuesday, I think it was, that Theodora, Laura, Miriam and I went to an interclass football game. Don't be too shocked to hear that we are all enthusiastic, for the first time in my life I found myself madly applauding. The joke of it is I don't more than half understand the game, and always cheer for any but my own class. I don't remember much about Wednesday so guess I studied. Thursday, squandered most of my morning with Tom, who had just heard from his father. He felt very flush so we went down to "Rices". I