Dear Mr. Trustee,

Tomorrow is the first Wednesday in the month--a weary day for the
John Grier Home. How relieved they\'ll be when five o\'clock comes
and you pat them on the head and take yourselves off! Did you
(individually) ever pat me on the head, Daddy? I don\'t believe so--
my memory seems to be concerned only with fat Trustees.

Give the Home my love, please--my TRULY love. I have quite a feeling
of tenderness for it as I look back through a haze of four years.
When I first came to college I felt quite resentful because I\'d
been robbed of the normal kind of childhood that the other girls
had had; but now, I don\'t feel that way in the least. I regard it
as a very unusual adventure. It gives me a sort of vantage point
from which to stand aside and look at life. Emerging full grown,
I get a perspective on the world, that other people who have been
brought up in the thick of things entirely lack.
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