A Letter written on May 6, 1906

Tougaloo, Miss.
May 6. 1906.

Dear family,

If you had been at Tougaloo this last week the weather would have finished you, it has been so hot and rainy; when the sun came out after a shower the ground would just sizzle. Miss Richmond and I tried sleeping out-of-doors last night, but I am forced to conclude that to make a success of camp life one should begin early in life. The mercury dropped twelve degrees while we were in church this morning, and set us a-shivering.

Your letter received this afternoon. And so I am at last a land-owner. You will have to take the $45 out of the Southbridge Bank, for I shall need all I have to get home on. I will send an order if necessary. I think I shall get to Union June second. Ask Bobbie what he wants me to bring him from New York. These last few weeks seems to drag out interminably, I guess because it is so hot, and because Mrs. Warren has been counting the weeks off ever since she came.

We had, or attempted to have, the annual picnic last Friday; it had rained all the day before and the woods were impossible, but the food had been prepared, so the picnic was held in the new building, which is in the ready-to-plaster stage, waiting for money to be finished.

Miss Miller has gone home to Illinois, but it doesn't make much difference because the children in the lower grades are at home most of the time to pick strawberries or plant cotton.

Those bird enthusiasts ought to spend a few days at Tougaloo. We could show them birds galore. A brown thrasher put two of us to flight by its fierceness the other night when we were looking at the young birds in the nest.

Sleeping in a hammock does not appear to add keenness to the mental processes, so I will draw to a close.

With love,
Susie.

P.S. I don't intend to fence my property.