Friday
St. Agnes
Albany
Sept 26
My dear Elodie
It has been
a long time since I received your letter — more than a week ago & I have
been expecting to answer it for a long time but could not find time until
today. I have been awfully lonesome
since I’ve been here & am half crazy to leave here Christmas. If I can’t come home I believe I shall be
sick just from disappointment.
It is getting to be dreadfully cold
here now, much to the girls’ displeasure as they have none of their wintry
garments with them. Has anyone heard
from Alex yet? I am willing to bet
anything that he has been real homesick.
If he feels as I do I can sympathize with him. I feel more homesick than I did last year for
then it was a novelty to me but now nothing but the reality is before me.
The standard has been raised ever
so high so now I can’t graduate (if I continued to come here) for perhaps five
years or more. Tell Bessie to remember me to Alex when she writes to him.
Does Juliet Rawle look the same or
has she improved in her looks? Ellen
says she is rather stouter than she was when at home before. I wish you would
explain to me the reason of Sophie not writing to me. It seems rather queer in her and I don’t
think I have done anything to hurt her feelings.
Emmie and Nannie have not written
either since I was here last session. I
have written Carrie Dugan one letter since I have been here but she has not
answered it yet. She seems to be taking
her time about it. But I suppose the
poor child is taxed with lessons. Maybe
she has changed her mind & not gone to College at all.
I have only 4 studies with ? &Miss Johnston will not allow the girls to have but 5 anyway. At that rate it will take us an age to finish
one class. I am perfectly disgusted with
girls, teachers & everything. I want
mama to take me away Christmas & put me teaching in New Orleans where I can
take everything that I want & not be bothered to death with talk of
unnecessary things as I am here.
Then I’d be home in case of
sickness or any other emergency. It
would be perfectly heartless for them to keep me here when I dislike it so
much.
I must close now as it is time for walking
& I have a letter to write to Ellen.
Answer Soon
Your devoted friend
Agnes
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