Dear Theodore:-It seems to me you honored me with an epistle quite awhile ago! Not I take my fountain pen in hand to dedicate these few unworthy lines to you. I am doubly honored in the privilege of so doing!
Well, pilldora mia, how goeth the academic? Any A's yet? I havn't [sic] seen any rolling my way tho I did manage to pull an 85 in an Economics quiz which is remarkable for yours truly -
Yesterday morning a truly great event took place - my noble pling [?] was photographed in several different poses. I expect they will be works of art and triumphs of photography to say the least! Wait till you see them - Amen!
Did you have an ice storm Sunday night It was quite bad up here. Monday morning the wires came down and branches and tops of trees kept breaking off with a loud snap. We ran as tight as we could go to classes for fear of breaking our noodles -
Mrs. Gaylord just came to call. Tell mother her daughter Rebecca is married and her son William had to give up his bank position & go live up in the hills on account of being gassed in France. They hope he will get well.
Sophie Eastman is out of the asylum in Hamp and now living in North Amherst as happy as can be -
The clock has tolled nine bells and I have a pile of studying to do so reservoir - Be good till I get home (two weeks from Tuesday) I'll bring home my skates so if there is any skating we can take a toot - How did you finally come out in your mellon deal? A mellonaire yet? Aha fair one -
As ever devotedly,
Ruth.