and wooden-handled knives and forks; and fancy the way I felt!
I'm sorry I ever slapped Freddie Perkins.
and five more drafted. Anyway, there he was, sitting in the reception room very proper to concentrate with the blue sea before me and ships a-sailing by!
brought up in the thick of things entirely lack.
up in bed writing to you on paper torn out of my history note-book. writing a novel.
were unprecedentedly (is there such a word?) beautiful. I copied
education to you just as much as though I let you pay for the whole of it,
that charming little thing of Tennyson's called Locksley Hall?
Our two Princeton men had a beautiful time--at least they politely
we go to College Inn--it's just off the campus by the pine walk.
their being brought up simply.
dreamed that a Pendleton could display so much comedy spirit--
If it isn't, please excuse. This is very confidential, between you
is the best introduction one can have at Lock Willow.