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about not being admitted to the school - but I have attempted to keep my other correspondences in blissful ignorance. I pretend to them that I am now in the Corcoran. I don't think there is anything wrong with that.

My letters from home and from Prof. are all full of encouragement.

Rec'd from pa, yesterday, a draft on bank for $20. Was somewhat surprised but was of course delighted.

Myra and I went to town (Myra would laugh if she saw that) on the 1". I bought that indispensable article, the umbrella, and now I don't intend to get a ducking every other day as I have been doing.

We visited the botanical gardens, took Mark with us.

Had a delightful time. There was more green and not so [[strikethrough]] much [[/strikethrough]] many flowers as we expected. Mark is bothering me so I positively can't write respectably.

April. 3. 1891. Sunday.
Myra and I have just returned from a walk. We took Mark with us and tho' his cheeks glowed with the cold and the wind blew tears into his eyes. He ran and scampered until we could hardly keep track of him. After wandering over the Capitol grounds we changed the scene remarkably by turning down a "darkey alley."

Some grown girls were playing rope with some children. The little black scamps with their yelling and the big black scamps with their wrestling, along with the dirt and squalor of the alley,