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[[strikethrough]] March [[/strikethrough]] 
April 1

Dear folks,

Thanks for the picture -- what do you say to trans-coast telepathy? Incidently, do you remember that man at Duke who [[strikethrough]] worked wrote [[/strikethrough]] worked on parapsychology [[strikethrough]] for [[/strikethrough]] written up in the Readers Digest - Murphy? He's up here now with a Parapsychology Society spewing things on a [[strikethrough]] more [[/strikethrough]] louder sounding-board.

The capital investment is off -- the boy's roommate sold it by mistake while the boy was at the infirmary; I went to the infirmary to protest, feeling, like you, Mother, on a revenge trip -- & to no avail: he was one of those brazenly handsome things.

Clothes: gowns (seniors') at symphony. Very few cotton dresses as yet. 

I had already answered Dol. That is most terrible. I will write again. Her letter seemed unusually gloomy [[strikethrough]] but she wasn [[/strikethrough]] not very gloomy.

You asked about the girls in my acquaintanceship whom I go around with. I have coffee often with Georgette, she has [[strikethrough]] th [[/strikethrough]] a sunny room in all senses of the word. [[strikethrough]] She [[/strikethrough]] Her approaching happy marriage makes her full of palpable delights -- stacks of things, that is, are accumulating. When she goes upon philosophy or music [[strikethrough]] no in any other course [[/strikethrough]] however she is narrow. Then there are Kitty & Hannah at the other end of the hall who are rather unhappy. [[strikethrough]] both are he [[/strikethrough]] Hannah is [[strikethrough]] our [[/strikethrough]] engaged & her man in Washington D.C.; Kitty's Philadelphia boy is ruled by his mother, won't leave her for her; and no social life here has yet met them, also there are many uncongenial freshmen, so they keep each other alone chiefly. I still see Hope, Maria, etc at the cafeteria almost every day. I spent last evening [[strikethrough]] with [[/strikethrough]] in Barbara Zimmerman's little [[strikethrough]] cell old [[/strikethrough]] garret in the top of Longfellow House. She is [[strikethrough]] seeker [[/strikethrough]] despairing about the future -- senior -- as all do--; is very [[strikethrough]] well read [[/strikethrough]] cultured and of wide