June 10, 1935
Harriet has started a letter to you.
Well Alumni was a great success—about 200 present. The tables were as close as possible in the Assembly, Library and Big Hall. Vernon Anderson did a big job well, with Frederick’s help. I played for all the group singing. I had Ardith sing some of the tunes for me which I didn’t know, the day before, and then I wrote the notes off so as to have something to go by.
Pearl and Ellen Anderson were here—also Earl and Lowell. Lettie Covell and Anna Lundgren were there from my class. The toasts were not strained or tiresome—just spontaneous it seemed to me. All old teachers were invited—and some came. I missed the boys and Kinny this year. Every one seemed to have a lot of their own folks there. But I had a good time. I hated to go home when it was over. Quite a few stayed to play round games. It was a much nicer affair than last year. Sidney Strong came up to me at the close and said “Wouldn’t Kinny have enjoyed this tonight after being so far away so long?” Wasn’t that nice of him?
I have been putting away your clothes today. I wish I had a chest of drawers to put them in—I feel like using some of my money and buying one. But I’ll have to have a new syringe to take along and I want a soft cloth hat. I wonder what Aunt Ev thinks about sending some of our clothes by mail. If it’s as cold there as it is here we’ll need our good coats to wear in N.Y.
Yesterday it rained a couple of hours hard. The street was a river. The basement had 3 inches of water in it awhile as the sewer couldn’t take it fast enough. Daddy had a plug in the pipe too, but it came around through the rocks. So now we have the job of washing out the silt it left on the floor. It had stopped raining by Alumni time. Magee and John Malmberg came in to see H and G. I was already up at school. They went to Geo. Jones for supper.
Daddy is fishing again and Myron just came home to supper. Darrel is staying at the garage for him. Myron looked just like a garage man—he said he had been busy every minute all afternoon. He was terribly hungry. Well I won’t be writing many more times. Love from Mother.
Dear Aunt Ev,
We will soon be packing for the trip. I am so glad we are going. I’m talking about it all the time. I said to Mother A jumping rope was the Thing I wanted and Harriet said that I should read that book Sequoia when I get biger because I wouldn’t understand it. I like them. I think Harriet will read it to me. This is the last time I am going to write. Love, Gloria.
I like the dress you or rather Aunt Ev sent me a lot only its much too long. Mother could take it in at the armholes and bring up the hem but she says I still have so many dresses from Betta (Aunt Esthers niece) that I’ll grow into this one next year. I also have read Gloria’s Sequoia book. I like it a lot.
Mother says she thinks the Black Taffeta is lovely and is not going to fix it over because next year the first Camp Fire Girls that serve are planning on a Masquerade Party and I might wear that dress. The C.F.G. are planning on going camping the last part of July. I told Miss Stenberg if you were home then I was going to stay home with you but she said, “We have to have a cook with us” and she invited you with. We found a letter (Dec. 11) to you from mother in “The Antics of Andrews” play book. On the envelope were or rather we guessed were people whom you owed letters to. Yesterday was the Alumni and it just poured out—looked like hail it came down so hard.
The Class Card 1909 is for Uncle Roc.
Love, Harriet Pauline Stafford.