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coffee, cake of various colors and brands, sandwiches, candy and grapes, and when we got through there appeared to be as much left as when we started. From here we wandered to all parts of the house open to us, but most went to the parlor where we had plenty of music and singing, and every one was signing napkins as souvenirs. We sang a great many Stanford songs which appeared to please Mrs Stanford very much. At eleven o'clock the party broke up and as we gathered on the steps after saying goodbye, we sang a pretty little song "Good Bye Mrs. Stanford" to the tune of "Merrily we roll along" We all agreed that it was one of the pleasantest evenings which we had ever experienced.

There was a movement on foot among us to get a choir director last week as we organized the choir, and I was elected President. It looks now as if we will have to put in a vigorous protest against being locked in the choir loft on Sunday[s?]. The minister is so afraid that we will not hear his sermons that he had us locked in the loft until after services. I have not learned much more about not[e?]s than I knew when I came here. I merely know when they go up and when they go down, and usually guess at the distance which I have to jump, and usually strike it about right. We enjoy the singing very much, especially when the organist grabs his head with both hands as if about to faint, when we make a break.

My studies keep me very busy now, and there is a little time each day that I am not sitting with a pen in my hand, writing out cases or taking notes. I could not carry another course if I tried. I should like very much to enter upon one of the debating teams, but I cannot find time