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Letter to her mother describing being taken care of by friends while stuck in bed with a cold, plans to go to an Operetta with Ted, and her newly altered dress.
[1 March, 1934] Mar 1, ‘34 [typed] [stationary heading] WELLESLEY, MASS. Thursday Mother dearest, And a very cheerful howdy do. The captain reports all’s well and flags sailing. The temporary halt has ended and there's full speed ahead. In other words, the patient has definitely improved from her little lazy spell. Uh, huh, I stayed in bed yesterday and got rid of the cold and got back the voice. This is in the nature of not keeping anything concerning events from your ears, and is not calculated to stir up parental worries, cause there's nothing to worry about. It was just rather raw and cold out, and I hesitated to brave the elements minus a voice. But from the attention I received, you’d think the gal was an important character, or something. Lee has been perfectly swell about fixing up my bed with pillows, her stand with my typewriter on it, getting me ice cream, and generally adding to the enjoyment of life. Peggy wrote me an awfully clever poem--the first few lines of which are Ginger alas It's come to pass The very thing I dreaded A sniff, a cough You’re carried off And now you're deep embedded. etc. etc. Miss Lyman sent me some orange juice and the course of the morning, but was that unobserving [mis-spelling: un-observing] that she didn't even notice that I had my hook-over lamp attached and was using it contrary to her orders. The girls all came in, brought me supplies of prune juice on hand and the latest news, and in short made me very content with life--but unable to express my appreciation. All of this detail is [Page 2] by way of news, and is not emphasis my illness, which I shall keep on telling you so that there will be no mistake, is not serious, is much improved, and in fact is very fine. I went to classes today, and am very much on my feet, thank you. I called Ted to tell him I couldn't meet him Wednesday, and received a very sweet letter from him today. Among other things, he said, Tho we so seldom meet, your unseen presence seems to give these months at Harvard a stability and a raison d’etre which I doubt would otherwise exist. That is what made me break out in those 14 lines of poetic expression. I'm sure you understand. And suggested a Premiere performance matinee of Rudolf Friml’s new Operetta on March 10, or Mar. 14. So I rather think my worrying was on the wrong track. Or else he got my veiled meaning of taking stock of our comradeship and going slow. Anyway I think it will all evolve itself beautifully. I hope so. Thanks for the suggestion about Stocky--perhaps it would be better. Anyway I think he is taking someone else to the dance tomorrow night--the one I’m going to with Dick. It will be an interesting evening, I think!! I’m wearing my pink, cause I just wore my blue with Dick, and I wish you could see what it looks like. It came back from the cleaners just like a new dress--beautiful sheen, and not shrunk. I couldn't get the blue pique, so Lee cut my collar so that it is draped in the back, falling into a wide girdle made from the ends opened out of the tie part. It looks simply grand, and quite unrecognizable. [handwritten] Hm - thought I was at the end of the page! But guess I should be. Let me know how your cold is coming, & do believe me when I tell you mine is all right now. And much love - ginny
Wellesley, Massachusetts; Schenectady, New York
Dress; Personal Relationships; Student Life
Cold (Disease); Men; Operetta; Clothing and dress
Westervelt, Virginia Veeder and Wellesley College Archives, "Letter from Virginia Veeder Westervelt, Wellesley, Massachusetts, to Mrs. Millicent Veeder, Schenectady, New York, 1934 March 1" (1934). Virginia Veeder Westervelt letters (6C/1935). 104.