Eleanor Randolph Wilson McAdoo to Jessie Woodrow Wilson Sayre

I am afraid that this letter will be later than usual, but, you know, two letters is all I seem to be able to manage on Sunday and so Mother's, and Margie's birthday letter were all I did. Just think of Margie being twenty-one! Doesn't it seem awful for her to be so old. I wish we could be at home on her birthday, don't you? Some body just said that it was ten minutes to three, and as we are going riding at half past and I have to get ready I will have to rush with this. They didn't let us go to the “Man on the Box” after all. Wasn't that a shame? But I don't suppose we missed much since good companies never come here. Sometime at the end of this month the Damrosck orchestra is coming here. The tickets cost two dollars and a half! Isn't that the limit? But I am going, though it will take my last cent, because I want to hear it ever so much.I will answer your questions now and then I am afraid I must stop. I won't be so bad next time and I really will write you a longer letter, darlingDetty. My little lump (doesn't that sound gooey?) is just about the same, thank you ma'am. I still have to put that disgusting stuff on it, worse luck!My box was just the grandest thing that ever was. I never saw such a big, adorable one before. We had three feasts out of it—one impromptu one, one for the frat. and one for the floor! And we still have some jam left! Honestly I didn't know there could be anything as good as that chicken salad and grand chocolate cake.Aunt Annie still has a cold but she is well otherwise and I think in very good spirits. Annie, as usual, is having a fine time doing nothing especial except having two or three “suitors” I am just as well as can be—haven't even got a cold which is strange as so many girls have them now, because of the sudden change in the weather—it is very cold now! I am so glad you are perfectly well, dearest. Mother said that you were looking so well at eEaster and I was so delighted, because I was afraid you were working too hard. I simply have to stop now and get ready. Good-bye, sweetheart, with love inexpressible from