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[typed] Easter--April 4, 1896
Stanford University, Cal.

My dearest Nannie--

We are certainly "fandin villarus", but I thought Theodora wrote
last week and it seems she didn't. This has been a cloudy April Easter,
but we had such a beautiful service over at Palo Alto. Thoroughly
simple and unostentatious, very different from Dr. Wakefield's wild
Easter maneouvers. A very large congregation heard a very excellent
sermon. There was good violin music by one of the boys--Mr.Brimton
who is just bubbling over with music and is going to play for me some-
time soon. So many of the boys go[written] to Mr. Bates church; it is strange to
see such masculine predominance. At the parties there will be a whole
room full of men who can't get their programs filled--wouldn't San Jose
be appalled at such a spectacle? The invitation I wanted to accept for
the Sophomore was Mr. Phillip Abbot's--a very handsome very musical
young person who is in nearly all my classes and who sent me the lovely
violets when I was ill- he is to be my escort to the senior party.
During vacation I didn't accomplish much; got my thesis written but not
copied yet. A week ago Saturday I went down to the city to get my
skirt that Cūillran made, fixed, and also to get me an every day hat--
succeeded in getting a rough gray straw walking shape, that was very
becoming and light, the only difficulty is that I am afraid it will
become common as there are two or three on the quadrangle already. It
goes very preetily with my gray shirt waists--the colored ones (shirt-
waists) Theodora did not have made up at San Jose as we could wait till
the vacation and make them ourselves better. Your sample of the plaid
waist is so pretty and rich looking. What a time Aunt Tad's fritters
had! You don't know how you starve us by writing of the good things
you make to eat. Our board is not bad though, especially as we have
such a good waiter, he left our table for a while and to our great
protest said that "some of the young ladies had gotten troublesome" we
felt so badly that April Fool's Day we changed over to the table where
he was serving, he was so pleased that the next morning he came back to
us and told me he thought he would fool us and he has stayed ever since,
and we are delighted at the success of our joke. The Said Pasha opera
is getting very interesting, it is to be given next Friday and Saturday
and will be very pretty (Ithink. The Junior Farce is also rehearsing
every day now too, so my study is taking rather of a back seat. Last
Tuesday, Chancey M. Deperd addressed the students--every one liked him
very much but he didn't say a single thing and complimented the "co-eds"
and didn't know a thing about the university. He was accompanied by
Cornelius Vanderbilt who was the worst looking man I ever saw. To-day
I got such a beautiful Easter gift from Marguerite. Michel Angelo's
sonnets translated by John Addington Seymonds, & exquisitely bound in
vellum--a Drxcy production. It was such a surprise and so beautiful--
I never was more pleased in my life.

We got a letter from Fred the other day, saying that John Hawks
and his brother Dan walked in upon him, John demanding lunch--he
is ravenously hungry all the time. Fred went to Stockton with them,
and through a friend of Fred's, got the very best of apartments at the
Clark Asylum and the best of service, leaving John very comfortable.
Fred said that cousin John was just like a child, when thwarted in
anything becoming violent, and believing himself a millionaire all the
time. He got away from them twice on the trip but did no damage and
was found again--once at night on board the boat when he was trying to
get into the different state-rooms in his night clothes to get oranges,
[written:] (he ate 1 1/2 doz. when Fred found him)
[typed:] and once at Stockton as soon as the boat landed he went up into the