Wednesday
NightPeg dear -
The dress is darling. I want to keep it and the only thing wrong is that the sleeves are a trifle short for my long wandering arms. I am taking it over to a dress maker tomorrow to see if she can relieve the arm strain in any - way, and I will keep it if she can. If she can't I will send it back on the afternoon mail.
It was sweet of thee to have such a kindly idea for me. And the dress is just the kind to pack or travel in next summer, if we go. - I'll wear it home for thee to view on me at Xmas, if I keep it. It will do for street, travel, church, theatre or tea.
I am overwhelmed to find that my stream of letters has been mis-directed. Did thee get the one I wrote after I had been to Dotties: all about the show Arms & the Man that I saw, & one in Greenwich Valley, & getting a truck [?] at a Dartmouth dance, & getting extensive fervid correspondence from Al.
I leave her [sic] Friday the 18th. I shall probably go straight home by the night train, since thee & Bill can't come 'til later and I want to see my sweet man. Thy man is darling, & I know it, Peg, but mine is highly precious also, and pleases me exactly. He is so sweet.
Pretty good bridge party thee picks out to attend. Congratulations on the score and haul. - I love you, my girl, as well as my man. And really tremendous sisterly affection for Bill. How does his work get along? Write to me, loving thee,
P.S. Hand extensive regards from me to Daddy & mother Sat.