[Only page 5, and its reverse side, survive. It appears to be the last page of this letter.]The house-matron stopped me today specially to assure me that it wasn't my fault. I don't think it was. The pocket that held it is unusually deep - I never had lost a thing out of it previously. I neither skipped nor hopped or did any thing active in going to the class. Ye gods! I think I never got it out of the drug-store, but they haven't seen it they say. So that's that.
A number of my young friends hold the interesting view that my pocket was picked. I wish to the deuce I did know what happened. It's rather a strain to wonder if it might come back, altho' I'm really sure it won't.
You see it was lost in such a public place, that - it's three days now - someone must have seen it, and they've had heaps of time to return it.
My eye - I never would have confronted you with all this, only I wanted you to assure me that Uncle John would be in Phila. so that he could loan me ten dollars when I came. I'll repay him after Xmas. if I have to hock my glasses.
You've no idea how squelching it is to have no money at all. Can't even buy toothpaste or a stamp. (I have four left.) I don't dare borrow for that sort of thing, for I will be in debt too much for my ticket & laundry bill etc. Also for the Xmas presents I had made bold to buy the family. And all these darn women keep eating at the drug-store, and going to the theatre & movies, and buying new pencils and Xmas seals! Well.
Do we go home Saturday then. Loan me the cash for a reservation, & reserve it then for the 22nd - now. I'll stay at thy dorm Friday night, if that is strictly inexpensive. Answer this immediately too - as to whether it will be too great a strain for thee to loan me two or three dollars, and if thee thinks Uncle John will loan me ten. He'll have to. I'd have to appeal to the family otherwise - and they'd die. Not their idea of Xmas. at all. Hurray, will Bill be at our home.