Stanford Student Letters and Memoirs

[written] Theo p. 10 5

[typed] April 20th--1896.

My dear Auntie--

I can scarcely realize that there are so few weeks more in this short year. It has seemed like a year of play--it is so easy just to learn things and history especially. I do not remember whether or not I told you that I wrote to Mrs. Hughes at Belmont to know if there were a vacancy there as I heard that Miss Sweeney was going East again but find that for the past year she has been at another school in Belmont as principal. I can't tell yet what I shall do--that is next year. Rose and I are very happy to go back home--straighten out the house and make up what things we have to put our clothes in order--Rose especially for next year. I received a letter from a real estate agency last week asking the renting of our house, but I can attend to that later. We are having some difficulty in getting $10,000 Goodnough mortgage taken up but as soon as we do, I can send you the four hundred. It takes just a very few stern lessons to teach us that there is no use worrying about anything. It seems as if I never was so happy in my life and especially when I am forced to "trust"--and there is no earthly help that can satisfy, nor compare when one has once felt the strength and peace that it brings. Truly there is no sorrow when God is near.

Rose went Friday night to the Junior Party with Mr. Herme whom you remember nicknamed Rose the "Queen". They call him now the 'Count' and I am ashamed to say it--Rose--the Countess--all because Rose was good enough to go with him to the party--after refusing him once, and his being refused by a number of girls afterward. He sent her a most exquisite bouquet of lilies of the valley to carry--which are still fresh--Rose looked so simple and sweet in her white organdy that she had made for the S.A.E. party at the beginning of last semester.

I do not know what kind of weather you are having East but our days are heavenly--and the girls are out in their shirtwaists and straw hats. Rose was sent to S.F. on Junior errands & of course had her fare paid--so I thot it a good time to send for a sailor hat as my one of last year has gotten broken. I got --that is Rose selected for me a very nice stiff black one--(just what I wanted) that will last me until I put on my this years felt again next Fall. I do so believe in getting one nice thing and with care making it last a long time.

The time is slipping and I must go gover my French again.

Love from Theodora.