Letter from Eleanor Blair, Wellesley, Massachusetts, to Mrs. D.C. Blair, Montour Falls, New York, 1914 May 17
Letter home giving mother instructions on traveling to Boston and where to meet her at the train station; and describing Tree Day plans, campus beauty, and activities for mother's visit. —Keywords: Travel; Passenger trains; Mothers; Photographs; Tree Day; Eliot House; Lake Waban; Pomeroy Hall —Tags: Buildings and Grounds; Personal Relationships; Religion and Spirituality; Student Life
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Sun. May 17, Dearest home folks, I'm just so tired tonight that it seems as if I didn't care whether[deletion: e] there were any Tree Day or not. That is all nonsense though - I'll be all right in the morning. Please don't mind if I don't write much though. I haven't been to church today - the first time I've missed Sunday morning service since I arrived here last fall, so I thought I could afford to cut choir this once. Four of us went on a botany [page 2] walk and found over 40 new flowers. Isn't that great? Before going any further I want to thank you folks for your late donations. I'll be real good now & send you my May Day pictures in return. I've been selling them and have made over $2.00 - enough to pay my camera expenses. Say, Mutter! Don't worry about coming home alone. Mildred Jones' mother is coming out & Ruth Buck said today she thought she would be leaving about the same time as you. I will see Mill tomorrow. Mrs. Buck is coming too, so [page 3] you can be with her Tree Day, for Ruth & I will be in the pageant. You see we have you all fixed. Now for travelling directions. Don't get off until you get to South Station. You will pass through Huntington Ave. Station & Trinity Place Station. Don't get off at either of those as you would have to change stations and go up & down stairs to get the local for Wellesley. I'll go into Boston on an early train & will meet you at the gate to the track. The train will be a long one so there is no use in looking for you on the platform. If anything should happen that I should miss you meet me in the Natick seats in the big station. The seats are arranged in rows with a name of some place near Boston over each row so folks can arrange to meet each other. Remember I'll go to the Natick seats if I miss you at the train - which I don't intend to do. The restaurant at Syracuse is downstairs - you better take something with you so you won't have to manipulate your game leg down stairs. And Mutter, don't worry about traveling - everything is simple & easy. Honest, you won't have one bit [page 4] of trouble. I don't think of a thing you need bring me & my hat doesn't need trimming - never wear one except when I got to Boston. Haven't had one on my head since vacation. Oh, Mother! Everything is so beautiful he[deletion: a]re - all the apple trees, pear trees cherry trees, everything in full bloom. Violets, nacissus [mis-spelling: narcissus] & tulips pop up everywhere. And the foliage here is wonderful. There are so many bushes & shrubs with leaves from dark red to a very pale green or brown. And you'll be here to see it all in just [page 5] a little over a week. Hurrah! I'm so glad I don't have to work after exams. Now we can take our supper out on the lake & do anything we want to. We can take what meals we wish at Eliot & Mrs. Wheeler told me just to keep track how many we have after I stop working. Blanche was down to dinner with me Wed. night & we had a fine time. She brought down her books & stayed here with me until 9:30 so we had a good chance to get still better acquainted. I was up at Norumbega to dinner with Elizabeth Thurs. & in the evening [page 6] came song competition. We have been having two rehearsals a day for over a week. The Juniors got the prize for the best song & the Seniors for the best singing. I'll tell you about the May Day pictures on a separate sheet. I have been running around seeing about T.D. all P.M. & still have to go up to Pom to see Blanche & then get a lot of lists copied & two lessons done before 9:15 tomorrow morning. Please don't mind the brevity of this epistle. Oceans of love to all of you, Your busy daughter.