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Andover Thursday Sept 1 1864

Dear Parents

I arrived here all safe and
sound Tuesday night about 6 o'clock. Had no trouble
on the road, changed cases but twice. I am now
duly installed as a member of the school. I have a
good room and a good chum. I went to the Academy
yesterday for the first time after prayers I went
up to No. 9 to hear my doom. Bridgeman the examining
surgeon although I had read more than
enough to enter senior on account of [underlined] New England
[double underlined] prejudice placed me in the first middle
class (the higest in the middle year). I recited
these once they had an old fool for teacher
by name Morley. But that wouldn't do so I
called on Dr Taylor (Uncle Sam) who put
me in senior but was afraid I couldn't stand
the effort on account of my age. But I must
stop, I have over 100 pages for my Grammar
Lesson and 5p ages on three lines of Virgil.
You see we have to study here. Give my love to Carl
Cummings Knox and omnibus quarentibus amicus. Write soon
Your affectionate son H.E. Deming.