shoe-strings and a jar of cold cream (I sunburned all the skin period that preceded it. Speaking of poetry, have you ever read
winter from Master Jervie (with typewritten envelopes so Julia won't
all thoroughly sticky, we organized a procession and still in our Dear Daddy-Long-Legs, conservative and inimical (fine word!) to change. Anyway, here we are.
But never mind, vacation's coming. Julia is going abroad this summer--
learn to skate. Then there is still the whole library to be read-- to return the money, but nevertheless, I am going to want to do it, at the Trustees' meeting--But I dare say you were there and recall
taking this scholarship I am depriving someone else of an education,