Eleanor Randolph Wilson McAdoo to Jessie Woodrow Wilson Sayre
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I didn't have any time all Sunday and all of to-day to write to you, worse luck, and now I am taking a half hour in the evening when I ought to be studying to get a little note of to you anyway. This won't be long at all and I am afraid it will get to you a good deal later than usual. I am so sorry darling Detty, but I am going to try to write to you in the middle of the week besides to make up. There is hardly anything to tell you except about the debate, and that is very sad news. We were beaten! Wasn't that the limit. I was petrified but I managed to get through my paper alright, but when I got up to retort I got all mixed up and didn't say what I wanted to at all. It certainly was terrifying. Our opponents had perfectly fine papers and, certainly beat us. My partner Isabel didn't have any paper at all, just notes and she got rather mixed just as I did. Don't tell Mary McCurley I said that as she might think I blamed it all on Isabel.
Just think, it is the middle of March already and there are only two and a half more months before we go home. Isn't that fine! Oh, I can hardly wait. The weeks are going really fast now. Tell me, if you are going home at Easter (but of course you are) and when you go. Oh, goodness that was the 8.30 bell and I haven't done a lesson. I simply must stop. Please don't be provoked at this tine little, uninteresting note. It is full to overflowing of love for mydarling sister.
Goodnight, sweetheart. With all the love you could want from your adoring little sister
Nell.