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[[preprinted]][[underlined]] February 9 [[/underlined]] [[/preprinted]]

I rather want to go home week after next.  I miss John. He wrote me a darling letter.  Ruth has been dating him - I'm not jealous - but I miss his sense of humor - It will take $25 for pullman, meals & hotel bill on the way home.  Where will I get it - guess I'll work for two weeks - Dad will probably send me some more money - Too, I have to go home to persuade Frank to go to Ark with me - and & talk dad into letting us take the car[[strikethrough]]e[[/strikethrough]] with us.  It would sure be grand if we only could.  

There is a KE [[kappa epsilon]] dinner dance at, Frontdale in the Pines Wed Nite - don't know who I'll go with.  Spose Floyd.  Jimmy a KE is taking me to Lookout next week.  [[underlined]] Not Putting out [[/underlined]]

We are going to [[underlined]] The Bad Man [[/underlined]] tonite.  I havn't laughed for so long!!!

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[[underlined]] August 26. [[/underlined]]

[[preprinted]][[underlined]] February 10 [[/underlined]] [[/preprinted]]

How terribly young I am!  I wish I would grow up & would quit, seeing today as folly what I tho't yesterday to be animation or something of the sort.  I'm home.  Naturally readjustment.  The crowd has really plumbed the depths - as John says - I'm crying - God knows why.  It seems that some inner craving for beauty is so unsatisfied.  I went in Violets a few minutes & read some poetry this evening.  It [[underlined]] got [[/underlined]] me as usual.  John rode with us.  I revolted at the low forms of art.  At times I was a part of it - in main I looked on.  Reaction to thots of my first day at home.  I tho't - Lord, what I've been missing - There is Nothing