[Though the letter uses nicknames in the salutation and signature, it is written to Lucy from her sister Mary.]Templeton, Mass.
August 22, 1907.Dear "K.K" who went to the "great, big, wide, blue, green, tumbling tossing ocean."
I wonder if you have plunged into that same ocean which was mentioned above. And if you have how you liked it. I am limited as to what I can write as Mama is going to write also.
Yesterday morning Linnie came and took me down to the sawmill after some sawdust. We went over to Mrs. Greenwood's first and talked so long that it began to rain before we started down. We borrowed an umbrella at the Cobleigh's & went on our way rejoicing. It rained all the way down, stopped while we were there and rained hard coming home. I think that Goldie thought he would rather go without a bed than be out in such a rain.
Auntie & I went up to see the embroideries at the Inn Monday. Ruth was there with her mother. In the evening Mama & I went down to Mrs. Titterton's that I might call on Ruth and she might see the embroideries. Ruth is going to Mr. [sic] Holyoke next year. She don't expect to get on the campus the first year as she didn't enter her application till this Spring.
I got a letter Monday from one Claudie Potter, a senior at Mt. Holyoke and a member of Y.W.C.A. She sent a little book which contains all kinds of information about the college.
Preparations for the party are progressing I guess. Dorothy is going to furnish paper napkins; Mrs. Tufts, Mrs. Searles, Mrs. Greenwood and Auntie the ice cream; Helen, Nellie, Elsa, Clara Clark, Rena and I cakes. They are going to trim with gold rod and ferns. Charlie has accepted my invitation and as a last resort (though I didn't tell them so) I asked George Hadley and his wife. They said they would be delighted to come if George & Jay don't have to go away on post-office business. Linnie invited Kendell, Ted and Miss Bowker. Mrs. Greenwood sent an invitation to Lee for Elsa. Bessie has invited Clifford Dewey to make up the number as Dorothy couldn't find a fellow. Alfred is still here and Rena is to have him. I wonder who Helen Bourn will have.
I took your address up to Mr. B last night. He didn't even smile at it. You have two postals here - one from Bertha and one from Walter.
The band concert to-night is the last of the season. They played out early didn't they?
Mama is busy working on my dress and will write later in the day I guess.
With love, from the "K. K" who did not go to the "great, big, wide, blue, green, tumbling, tossing ocean."
Thank you for the postal. It does not look at all like a hotel. How are the lobsters? Mama sends her love and I send mine to Cousin Bessie.