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Sunday - Oct. 4 - 1897.

My dearest Nannie, -

I am most afraid
to write a word, in fact I get so
bad that I have been afraid
for a whole week, because I am
sure Nannie has been worried
to shreds about me, and I have
simply been busy as could be, with
good times to take up my
spare letter-writing moments.
This semester [illegible] a term
of faculty good times, that is
among the young faculty people.
Miss [Snow?], daughter of President
[Sum?] of Kansas University is in the Hall this term and
she has a brother whom I knew
last year who is one of the