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March 13

Dear folks,

It's been a fair and not-so-cold week-end.  Outings consisted of waiting for about an hour in the square for a bus to Bill Sat, & runs across the quad for 2 laundry sessions today:  which seemed real exercise, especially since I had to lug 3 albums of records to [[strikethrough]] the [[/strikethrough]] Bill (taken out of our record library: nice tho' old 17thC English madrigals).  I did some study Sat afternoon & eve.  They are most utterly different people:  [[strikethrough]] He [[/strikethrough]] quiet & quilled (by Harry, whenever he makes a bad assertion, which he keeps on trying to do) but essentially happy Horhay;  the unquenchable flame of life [[?Leeg]], who is a sort of master of ceremonies (Harry's description didn't faze him:  "When we were in Adams House do you remember the horrible meals we had?  You know how I used to spot the [[?Leeg]]?  As all the rest of us would go down the cafeteria line groaning at the slop, there would be one bright and shining face ---");  Harry, still with his gloomy, [[strikethrough]] the [[/strikethrough]] uncomplaining outlook, sympathetic & cynical;  and Bill, [[strikethrough]] someti [[/strikethrough]] always close-contained, but with more mastery than any in living, the final authority on [[strikethrough]] many [[/strikethrough]] most things.  Amazing how well they get on.  Being a regular visitor [[strikethrough]] is f [[/strikethrough]] is most enthralling.

Very weary - have been working all day on history:  which is nothing but grind at the speed I go:  the reading is what Bacon would advise one to swallow without chewing, so all you can do is wash it down with as much water as possible, [[strikethrough]] in, [[/strikethrough]] go at a terrific speed.  Next 2 weeks will be something:  report on Hardy (the 1 report of term:  & he horrible past) due March 22;  history hour exam March 21;  Ec exam March 24;  a tutorial as usual, which takes much time, both weeks.  So no leg-up.  Only try to keep going.  We'll be having orchestra rehearsals, tremendous affairs, that week too!  No exist.  Pants fine.

Love, 
Doris