Seventh hour--I must run to rehearsal. I'm to be in the
Thanksgiving theatricals. A prince in a tower with a velvet
tunic and yellow curls. Isn't that a lark?
Yours,
J. A.

Saturday

Do you want to know what I look like? Here's a photograph of all
three that Leonora Fenton took.

The light one who is laughing is Sallie, and the tall one with her
nose in the air is Julia, and the little one with the hair blowing
across her face is Judy--she is really more beautiful than that,
but the sun was in her eyes.



`STONE GATE',
WORCESTER, MASS.,

31st December
Dear Daddy-Long-Legs,

I meant to write to you before and thank you for your Christmas cheque,
but life in the McBride household is very absorbing, and I don't
seem able to find two consecutive minutes to spend at a desk.

I bought a new gown--one that I didn't need, but just wanted.