Ellen Axson Wilson to Jessie Woodrow Wilson Sayre

I am afraid I have let a long, long time pass between letters and I am thoroughly ashamed of myself, especially as it was partly due to self-indulgence, for I was trying to paint a little while the lovely spring tints lasted; and of course it is a busy season besides,—so the result of it all is that letters have been sadly neglected. I hope you have been so absorbed in the many college interests of these final weeks that you haven't had time to miss the letter. I am looking forward with eagerness to next week, darling. Don't work yourself thin and pale before the end comes. How delightful that you have so few examinations! Dear Nell's commencement program came today; It makes us all “feel bad” that not one of us can be there, for it is practically her graduation. I wonder if you will be able to leave Balt. on Thursday morning or if you will be detained by packing. Mrs. Thompson has made me promise that we will stop over in Wilmington for luncheon. She wants all the family but of course if it doesn't suit you, you can stay (with Margaret to help you,) and join Nell and me in Phila. in the afternoon. Your father will have to hurry back home on an early train.— I learn that Harry Elliott is making out your card for Mr. Eager. I am sure you will all have a good time at the lunch dance. Margaret and Madge go to another tomorrow night. They are going to a good many these days.—Madge's latest suitor, Mr. Hardy from Rome, has been here for several days—just gone;—he seems quite a fine fellow. As usual we are quite in the dark about it all.
To the great relief of the town Mildred'sengagement marriage is postponed! Poor Barry is in the same state; they say he walks the street all night. Mildred hads gone away quite unstrung as to her nerves;—poor thing! I don't wonder.
There is no other news; of course you have heard of poor Mr. Wyckoffs death. It was all so terribly bad.
Everybody is giving dinners (or going to them,) in honour of the new Mrs. Westcott. She really is a very interesting and charming woman,—and sometimes she is very beautiful.—Your father is out tonight a a great faculty banquet in honour of Mr. Garfield and Mr. Lovell, and we women have been down this afternoon decorating the tables & the room at the Inn.
Goodnight my darling. How good to think that I will be with you in just one week now! With a heart full of love & all good wishes I am, as ever