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36 Cabot Hall, Radcliffe
Cambridge, Mass.
April 8,1947

Dear folks,

The old type writer has grown quite dusty.

My trip back finally achieved what we went south for: the heat. Everyone sweated from Washington to Providence. I didn't meet any other Radcliffe girls, and Jean, tho' she got on at New York, had a baggage car between her and me. My companion that you made so many faces at rode to New Haven, not daring more than to comment on the weather. 

Conference with Dean Sherman yesterday got my program made out for next year: Humanities la without lb, English lb and A-la, Biology la, English 23, and Government la and b. I can't take the art course until my junior year anyway. She thought my program was "very sensible." She took it for granted that I would go out for honors, and I think it would be worth it, tho' I would have only three or four [[strikethrough]] half [[/strikethrough]] courses in my last two years open for subjects other than English : eight courses in the field are required, three being related. Also a thesis and general examinations. What makes it worth while are the tutors, who meet with you every two weeks to counsel you on outside reading(amounting almost to an extra course) and discuss the field with you to give a grasp quite unusual and grand--that is, if you get a good tutor. When I asked her about the grades on my Physics and German exams, she told me that, the average or acceptable being 500, I got 560 in Physics(not nearly so good as in Chemistry) and 580 in German--that is, on the basis of two years of college German, I having had two years of high school--but that outside reading had helped a lot, I guess. 

Started tennis yesterday. We have a big class, some of whom won't admit they have played before. Will have to do a lot of outside practice if I want to learn it well.

When I got here there was a letter waiting--from Sol, that friend of Nelson's. He wanted to write and said he'd be coming this way again. Horrors.

Your sandwiches were very good, especially the pinapple. They were putting pinapple in our muffins this morning!

Hope your weather is as nice as this. All the crocuses are out here now.

Jean got quite a sun-tan.

Showed that strange piece of animal matter to Dex last night, and, after smelling and poking, he decided, "Gunk." But he'll take it to the lab and investigate further. He told of finding 60 pounds of ambergris on the shore and, after purifying it, was unable to sell it to perfume people who claimed it not genuine--it sells for several thousand dollars a pound. 

Will have to run along to Music now.

Love,

Doris