Dear Jane:-I'll send you a card when I cease to be of this world, so don't worry about me.
Papa has been trying to have pneumonia for a week past. Every night we were all over the country after the doctor and then spent the remainder of the watches making poultices and heating water. He's on the road to recovery now. I realized all over again how little my talents pointed toward the profession of a nurse.
Where are Ruby and Lucy? I haven't heard from either of them for weeks. They will probably send cards if they find it necessary.
I went in swimming (do you believe it?) Saturday up to Great Pond. One of the girls is camping up there. There's a Haverhill Y.M.C.A. camp right around the curve.
Well we went canoeing first and then in bathing for about an hour. Then we went in and dried our hair and walked up the beach and then after supper went for water lilies. Wish you could see them. They are beautiful - just like your story.
Well Jane, I hope you aren't worrying dreadfully about next year's fortunes. I promise to hang my pictures in a perfectly approved and consentional [sic] way I am not an enthusiastic night rambler. I don't smoke, chew or drink intoxicating liquors and I rarely swear except under the greatest provocation. Usually I am as meek as a lamb, kind hearted, a thorough and earnest student. All you need fear is the monotony and your friends will liven things up for you.
More than all that I am a good subject for missionary zeal. You can make dolls for me or have social evenings for me or anything similar. I only object to beginning an afternoon of fun with a prayer. Even that objection of mine might be overruled.
Edith Hagerman wrote and asked Peg and me to go camping at Twin Lakes, Conn. for two weeks right now. Charlotte Norton, Amy S., Lucy S, Elizabeth, Edith and I don't know who else with Edith's "Aunt Fan" (know her?) as chaperone. Peg hates camping and needless to say I couldn't go Peg went to see her for a few days. They went in to Boston and went out to Arlington to call on married Wiz - not at home.
Peg is going to teach in Lebanon, N.[H.] next year. High school. She's only about fifteen miles from where Edith is going to teach subfreshmen, and Mag lives quite near there in Vermont. I guess I'll visit Peg often. She is next town to Hanover - (Dartmouth).
How is your Prom man coming on? I'm a long step ahead. I have thought of one I might ask.
Give my love to Aunt Margaret and the Larricks and Ella and Ella's Larricks - some for you and your Larrick.
P.S. And some for my Larrick.