The monthly allowance will be all I'll need, and maybe I can earn
that with writing or tutoring or something.

I'm LONGING to go back and begin work.
Yours ever,
Jerusha Abbott,

Author of When the Sophomores Won
the Game. For sale at all news
stands, price ten cents.



26th September
Dear Daddy-Long-Legs,

Back at college again and an upper classman. Our study is better
than ever this year--faces the South with two huge windows and oh!
so furnished. Julia, with an unlimited allowance, arrived two days
early and was attacked with a fever for settling.

We have new wall paper and oriental rugs and mahogany chairs--
not painted mahogany which made us sufficiently happy last year,
but real. It's very gorgeous, but I don't feel as though I belonged
in it; I'm nervous all the time for fear I'll get an ink spot in the
wrong place.

And, Daddy, I found your letter waiting for me--pardon--I mean
your secretary's.