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hour after I did, but Paul Russell and I had saved him a great helping of pink cakes and little fancy cookies, and he had ice cream enough too.  He ate so much that we didn't want much supper afterwards.  Sophy came to it altho she didn't know many folks and was still there when I left.  She doesn't miss out on parties.  Her elaborate note book, she tells me, is on display over at Agriculture.  Snodgrass thought it worth exhibiting, so Sophy is paid for her trouble. [[Oehser?]] told me that his son was doing well at Wms & Mary.  He said, "I wish we had a party like this every week" as he stood gobbling down the food.  Men like such treats as well as little boys.

I remember when I was at Radcliffe I used to go out with a Dutch Boer from Pretoria.  About a year or so ago I was talking with a woman who had been visiting in So. Africa, and when I happened to mention his name, she got quite excited and told me he was a Prof. there now, and well known and when she wrote to her daughter she was going to tell her that she had met someone who had known him at Harvard.  I remember I spent the last evening he was in this country with him out on the Charles at Norembega Park.  But he was a nice chap, a thoro gentleman, too.  His family was a well-to-do one who knew old Paul Kruger well, and during the Boer war some of the British staff had occupied his house there.  He was very bitter against the British, wouldn't go there for his education but came to America.  Another brother went to a German university.

Well, I have strung along about nothing.  I must get dinner--Dad got a bit of steak.  the butcher asked him, "Are you a bachelor?' and I'll have some canned corn and onions. I missed you when I was licking out a condensed milk can this forenoon!

How is Grandma - planning a party? 
 
Love 
Mother.