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a week from tomorrow. I tried to get him to
tell me what my bill was, but he said he
didn't keep track of such things, and that
I was just supposed to keep track of what
I owe him. I really don't think that he cares
whether he gets paid or not. Tonight we had
one of the faculty for dinner, a Professor
Barclay, whom used to be my lower division
advisor. He is a very charming and funny
old bachelor, and I really think that Mrs.
Reynolds has her eye on him. I had to play
for him. Mrs. R. is worse thank you about asking me to play for guests.

I am still fixing the hems on my dresses,
but it really isn't pending that I get them
done because the weather has as yet been most
to cold to wear them. Every one was quite
crazy about the one that I made. I have worn
it quite a few times.

I can't think of anything else to tell
you since I wrote you last. But thank you
again for the box of candy. It's all gone
now in that the box is empty, but all you
have to do is look at me to know that it is
every bit still with me. I am fully convinced
that candy is not a perishable product.

Love to all,
Mary -