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Elementary Class. But Mr. Andrew said he remembered my work and two or three were especially excellent. May. 4. '91: Monday. Just been writing to Iva. Mark thinks I must "dance" with him. So I can't write much. Mr. Andrews criticized my drawing this morning Oh but he's stern. I wonder what life is harder than an art student's life. My work was too "round" today. Some parts did very well, but that was "bad, very bad." I heard him among the others. "Oh" I thought "if he talks to me like that, I shall simply despair." I did, almost. Wrote to Emma yesterday – also a card to pa. Sent four of my drawings. The sketch of Myra to Emma. The others, to our folks, simply to show what I am doing. A lady just called, trying to find rooms. Mrs. Swift was not in. I took the privilege, however, to show her the second floor rooms. Miss Worcester called on us last evening. Was sick yesterday. Brought home a big pineapple Sat.and now I don't eat pineapples. Wednesday. Went to my first opera Wed. night. Edgar and I went to hear "The Mikado" Of course I was highly delighted. The brilliant Japanese scenes, the harmony of color, the graceful movements of lovely forms, the pretty faces, the sweet voices, the comical gestures – held me almost paralyzed.