Eleanor Randolph Wilson McAdoo to Jessie Woodrow Wilson Sayre

I started a letter to you yesterday and, of course, didn't finish it. It is my usual confession and I don't know what to do about it, because I do so want to get my “measly” little letter to you on time, at least. Detty, sweetest you are so lovely to me—you write to me so often and so adorably and comfortingly and I love you so much for it and for all your other sweet dearnesses and I pay you back only by one little, crazy letter a week. I am so ashamed. But Jetty darling, you know anyway that I love, love, love you even if I don't seem to show it and am thoughtless and everything.
I have been so homesick the last few days and have longed even more than ever for all my precious family. But it is only four weeks and four days now—and so I will cheer up and be happy again.
Sweetheart, did you really have one of those awful sensitive streaks Oh I am so sorry! But, Detty, you didn't think so long, did you? How could anyone as lovely and adorable as you are even think such a thing. You won't any more, will you? I shall be miserable if I think that you are ever making yourself unhappy that way, my darling sister!I have been so busy to-nigh this week that I have hardly had a minute to myself. We were getting up the “Nurse” play and it sure did take up time & energy. It came off day before yesterday night and everybody said it was a great success. There was a crowd of people there and by the way they laughed and laughed and clapped they really seemed to like it very much. First came “Willikens and Dinah” as a curtain raiser. It of course was a perfect success, as it always is. They had never seen it down here and everybody was crazy about it and thought it so original. Louise was Dinah and she looked very sweet and acted very well—though of course she couldn't compare with you in any way. The father was good too, but no-one could beat Margie in that part; and Willikens was fine. Then came our play. It was “A West Point Regulation”. You have probably read it in McClures—it came out a good while ago. Its awfully cute. I was Rick, the West Point cadet, Marguerite Thompson was Margery, the girl, and another girl was the Lieutenant. We borrowed military coats and caps from two A & M. boys (the boy's college right near St Marys where they have military training and all that). We dressed up exactly like boys except for the trousers, of course (we wear black skirts) and every body said we looked exactly like them. We were scared to death at first but when we a got started we had piles of fun acting it and it was really quite a success. When I first appeared all the A & M boys in the back of the room were so tickled at seeing me in one of their suits that they couldn't help laughing and I stood up there and laughed and laughed too. Tom was perfectly splendid as Margery and, though we got the giggles once in a while (especially when wshe forgot to pour the tea, and I had to stand up there and beseech her to do it in a loud stage whisper) we didn't have to be prompted much at all.
On Wednesday was the Inter-society debate which was very exciting. We, ?.?., won by a bare margin and how we did yell and scream and rush up on the stage and hug and kiss our debaters. Louise was debating for E.
A.?. you know and both her and the other girl's papers were fine—just as good as our girls'. It was our retorts that won it. Louise was pretty disappointed but she stood it finely and only cried a little bit, afterwards, in the privacy of our room. I am furious because I have to write up the old thing for the “Nurse” and as they want it to-morrow I simply must stop and begin it. Good-bye, beloved sister. I love you more than you can ever know. Oh I wish I could see you Know and give you truly, truly kiss from