Well, Ruth dear, the letter that I longed for came at last - to quote poetry after the manner of Beaumont and Fletcher, and would have been answered long ago, only - I didn't know your N.Y. address[.] However Ida sent it to me, so your [sic] in for an epistle from Floby.Well to begin at the beginning, - Here we both are at Mt. Holyoke again, have fallen so easily into the old rut, that it doesn't seem as though we could possibly been away for three whole months. Our new room - no. 123 - is a decided improvement on the old, much larger and with a fine view over the campus. There are four of the Faculty on our hall however, but every cloud has a silver linign you know, and two of them are dears. Some of the girls are awfully nice too, one just opposite I would love to have you meet. She is a good deal like my idea of the heroine of our novel (ahem!), and has black, curly (or rather fuzzy) hair brown eyes, and always holds her mouth open a little, but you should see her move - she doesn't walk, she dances, as they say in books. And her name just suits her (she's quite tall and slender) it is - 'Reed.' Then there are two Freshmen up at the other end of the corridor. One is extremely tall, and the other extremely short - the long and short of it, you see.
There hasn't been much going on as yet, only the Senior reception to the Freshies, which we Sophs. couldn't attend of course, but it was great fun looking through the windows at the little dears, just the same.
I'm sure that politics don't rage more violently any where than here, for the College is all divided up between the three parties. But more than half the girls are Republicans, the Democrats and Prohibitionists are decidedly in the soup. They have rallies, flag-raisings etc. etc. Some of the very tall girls are dressed as policement at these, and are lots of fun.
- Oh dear I've written so much nonsense that I'm afraid I will have to begin on another sheet - Poor Ruthie. Of course you know that nearly all of the girls are away from our native town so I won't give you Ansonia news.
Nell is down stairs practising her vocal lesson and I must dress. for we expect some girls from Smith over this A.M.
Now dear do write soon for I'm pining to hear from you. With love from E, and much from me, good bye,
Yours F.
Oct. 19 -'92
You see how I had to write at least tow lines of poetry to Beaumont.