With a Mind,
Completely and Irrevocably and
World-without-End Made-up.
Jerusha Abbott.
“I LIKE MY DIFFERENT FRIENDS TO KNOW EACH OTHER.”
November 9th.
Dear Daddy-Long-Legs,
I started down town to-day to buy a bottle of shoe blacking and some collars and the material for a new blouse and a jar of violet cream and a cake of Castile soap—all very necessary; I could n’t be happy another day without them—and when I tried to pay the car fare, I found that I had left my purse in the pocket of my other coat. So I had to get out and take the next car, and was late for gymnasium.
It ’s a dreadful thing to have no memory and two coats!