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Letter to her mother about Letter she received from Helen and the rehearsal and approval of her play. She is planning to see the glass flowers in Cambridge and then come back for the Senior Operetta, which was postponed, because Mildred Reid, the treasurer of the Student Government Association and class of 1912, died of typhoid fever, and they had a service for her. She also talks about her grades in Math, Botany and History, playing the violin, the laundry and food her mother sent, a speech by Mrs. Ballington Booth at the Chapel, and her social life. She looks forward to a play in the Barn put on by the Harvard chapter of Delta Epsilon and her trip home.
11 Crofton, Wellesley, Massachusetts, 12 March, 1911. Dearest People,- Helen’s letter was such a surprise to me that I hardly knew what to do. In the same [deletion: postal] mail I had a postal from her,- a picture of the Normal school, with an x marking “my room”-, and of course I couldn't understand it till I had read the letter. It seems so funny to think of her teaching now, and yet I expect she likes it. It ought to give her some extra credit or something,- all this experience. So she hurt her wrist? Well that's a little better than being laid up with a [page 2] sprained ankle. Several of the girls here have been going about on crutches lately. I was so sorry I couldn't write the other day, but as it happened I simply couldn't find time. I don't just exactly see my way clear through this week, but I suppose it will be gotten through with somehow. After tomorrow we are planning to have two rehearsals a day,- one in the morning from 7.45 to 8.15, and the other in the evening from 7.00 to 7.30. You see we can't rehearse except during recreation hours. Miss Swift had a letter Friday from the Secretary of the Committee on Non-Academic Interests, which said, “we approve of your plans for an informal entertainment to be held in Crofton, as described to Miss Davis this afternoon.” So now the track is clear. There is any amount of planning and fixing to be done in connection with it, such as scenery, costumes, etc. [page 3] Tomorrow morning we are going to Cambridge as soon as we can, to see the glass flowers. After that we will go into Boston and shop. We must come back rather early in the afternoon, for the Senior Operetta is at 3.30. You see Mildred Keim, 1912, the Treasurer of the Student Government Association, died yesterday morning of Typhoid fever, so the operetta was postponed from last night. They held a memorial service for her in the chapel too. Esther has lots of work due on Tuesday, so she thinks she will have to sit up late tonight and do [deletion: illegible] some of it. We both have a cut in Botany Tuesday, she in the afternoon and I in the morning. I hope to get a lot done then. Thursday we have a quizz in Botany,- a final one on all the work since Midyears’. Here's hoping I do well on it. I got ”very good” on the Math quizz we had last week. I hardly think I deserve it. [page 4] I haven’t heard from my History quizz [deletion: illegible] yet. I got back a theme yesterday which I wrote one evening between half past seven and one a.m.; Miss Hooker said she was much pleased with it. I felt at the time as if I was doing better than usual. I'm sure the one I'm doing now isn’t going to be as good: it's on “Visiting Nurses.” Tonight I got out my violin and played over some of my music for the first time. I don't think I have had it out of the case since Midyears’. I played “Simple Confession” and Julia was crazy about it. Gladys Gorman wants me to play in a C.A. meeting when she leads, so I may play that. I think her meeting is along in May some time. She came up here the other night after meeting and studied with me. We had lots of fun. She is the one from Montclair you know. [page 5] The laundry came Friday afternoon. I was so glad to get it, as I wanted some clean clothes badly. The maple sugar is perfectly grand. It is almost gone already. We were talking about sugar and sugar-making just a few days ago. Miss Swift says they never have nice pure maple syrup around here. The white dress doesn't seem to have shrunk at all, although the slip is a little tight. It looks very nice and I'm very glad to have it. Shall probably wear it at the play. The Harvard chapter of W.U. are to give a play in the barn Saturday night. I expect Wellesley will look much as it did a year ago when we arrived. This morning we both stayed home from church. I wanted to see how it would [page 6] seem. We straightened the room all up good and I had a bath and took things rather leisurely, but I think we both felt as if it would have been better for us to go out. I had Elizabeth Bryant down to dinner, and we sat in the parlor as usual afterwards. I played a little and Helen Humphrey played, but nobody would sing, so it was rather dull and we ended up by singing hymns. A little later we went up to Pomeroy to a tea. Doris Marquart has a sister up there, and they have girl visiting them from Smith College. The tea was in her honor. It was awfully stiff and formal and we didn't stay long. Natalie has an awfully cute room though, one of the Tower rooms, and you know how nice the Quad buildings are. [page 7] It has been raining at intervals all day. Just as we started for vespers tonight it simply poured, and we had to stop on the porch of Noanett and wait a few minutes. The program was musical, but Mr. Maurer, the minister of the morning, spoke a few minutes. This afternoon Mrs. Ballington Booth spoke in the chapel, but we couldn't go, being at the tea. I saw Miss McDowell and her mother go up. I was much interested in the account of the Business Men’s Banquet, as given in the Reporter. Papa seems to be Vice-President of nearly everything. I also notice that the orchestra has resumed its work. I hope they don't expect me to help them when I am there. I don't think it would pay to bring my violin [page 8] home for only one Sunday. Florence wants to know what what day I am coming up there. Have you have any idea? I would have to leave there early Monday morning if I spent a day with Helen. I think Alice and I will arrange to come back together. I must get ready for bed now, as tomorrow will be a strenuous day. With lots of love, Mary.
Wellesley, Massachusetts; Boston, Massachusetts; Cambridge, Massachusetts
Arts, Theater and Music;Student Life;Tradition and Ritual
Theater; Operetta; Typhoid fever; Music; Afternoon teas; Crofton House; Pomeroy Hall
Rosa, Mary and Wellesley College Archives, "Letter from Mary Rosa, Wellesley, Massachusetts, to her parents, 1911 March 12" (1911). Mary Rosa letters (6C1914). 229.