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Letters Home, from Hazel (1929)

Wheaton, IL.

Sept. 19, ’29

Dear Folks,

I suppose you got my letter to-day, but I just couldn’t wait until you answered. Yesterday I was almost ready to come home and I guess I know what a little bit of home sickness is. Nothing in particular but everything in general, I guess. Then I met my big sister and she was so nice to me that I got restored to my right mind again. She introduced me to a lot of her friends, helped me to register and took me to the “Bonfire and Sing” in the athletic field — We had a real nice time — It was sponsored by 2 of the lit. societies — several of the girls gave readings. Each society gave yells and stunts, and after we had sung for a while, we toasted marshmallows. Lucille and her boyfriend brought me home — Mrs. Dillon wasn’t home for lunch yesterday so I went to the cafeteria in the dorm with Lucille — I had no classes today but she shows me where my rooms are and took me to chapel. As we came out of chapel, we each got an individual box of chocklets [sic] (compliments of our Ice Cream Parlor.) They sure were good.

There is a little party tonight, given by 3 Sunday School classes of the College Church of Christ (congregational). I’m not going — for several reasons. One is that I was out last night and another is that I want to go to the reception at the college tomorrow night. The only trouble is that I’m so far from the college that I hate to come home alone but maybe I can arrange to go with Elsie, tomorrow night — she lives right across the street.

All the freshmen are wearing little green felt hats. THey stuck me one dollar for it but I guess that’s to be expected. I have about $36.50 left, besides the $5 which I sent for room-rent. I can either leave that on file and be sure of getting in the dorm next year or draw it out anytime I want to. I haven’t bought me a pair of shoes yet — They’re pretty expensive here. I had new taps put on the heels of my pumps and the shoemaker charged 40 cents. Next time I believe I’ll have Carmen bring them home and let daddy fix them. I just got them back yesterday and they’re wearing off already.

Did I tell you about the little YWCA gave me?

I forgot to bring any rubber aprons will you please paste the straps on, clean them up and send them to me. I just can’t keep my house dresses clean. I’d like to have a little waste-paper basket, too. I think you can get little cardboard ones at the Ten Cent Store. Get a green one, if you can.

This is my program: (see drawing)

On Tuesdays I just have 2 classes and chapel. On Thursday I have only gym and chapel. I’m glad I have no 8:o’clock classes because I’ll have plenty of time to wash my dishes and make my bed. I’d hate to have them staring at me when I came home.

It’s been real chilly here for the last few days — I wore my pleated skirt and wool waist under my spring coat and it felt real good.

I can’t think of anything else right now but I’ll write again later.

The baby here is real sweet — except that he has a cold now and cries during the night — but tell Jackie that the baby isn’t nearly so nice as my “Jackie-boy” and that I’d like to see him.

If Bertie wants to keep the typewriter, she can. I could use it but I can use my pen and if I have a long theme, I think I could use the typewriter in Carmen’s office —

With love,

Hazel

P.S. Carmen isn’t coming over this Sunday

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