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a huge spool of thread. Still it is not ready to be put into the loom. It is taken into another place and run through a large basin of starch and then between large hot rollers where it is dried. It is run from the rollers on to another roller some what like the one it was on before it passed through the starch. Now it is stiff and has more body in it and can be worked with much better. This roller of thread is now put into the loom. The same machinary runs hundreds of looms. and when a thread breaks in a loom it will stop until it is fixed back again. One person can tend many of the looms at the same time. This is only a rough sketch of the factory I would like to very much is get a more definite knowledge of the way in which every thing is arranged.
About the 9th of March Rufus went away. It nearly killed me, I cried so hard.
Saturday evening (afterwards) several of us girls took a long walk. [[strikethrough]] that evening [[/strikethrough]] I enjoyed it so much until we came back past the depot. That reminded me so much of the day when Rufus and I parted there. When I returned I found a card from Rufus. It made me want to see him, and I became so homesick. I came [[strikethrough]] home [[/strikethrough]] to my room and took a big cry, and it made my ears roar worse for two to three days.
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Lila lost her bracelet that evening while we were out walking. We looked for it that night but did not find it. In the morning Mrs. Jowers, Maggie Bunch, Lila and I started out about day light to hunt for it. We found it about half a mile from town, right in the middle of the big road. We were sure some of the servants had found it.
I finished my "horse" crayon picture about the 16th of March. They have a stove in the art room. One day the stove pipe fell down but it did not do any injury. But a few days afterwards it slipped down just a little and the flames caught with the ceiling of the room. It frightened Miss Primrose. Capt. Cain and one of the servants put it out. It would have been serious had we not noticed ^[[insertion]] so [[/insertion]] soon.
I believe I have forgotten to mention the famous gun drill. We drilled with wooden guns. I commenced to drill at first but soon became tired of it. I paid 75 cents for that old gun. I regret [gun] much, for it is that much just wasted. It is a purchase of repentence. Some of the girls are getting along very nicely. The seventeenth of March the masquerade came off. I will only describe my own costume for it will take so much time and room
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