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Letter to her mother describing a party with the crew team, a lecture she attended, and pants she would like her mother to send; and discussing plans for the summer and travel arrangements for her mother's visit at the end of the semester.
5/8/34 [stationary heading] News from Wellesley College WELLESLEY COLLEGE PRESS BOARD Wellesley, Massachusetts Release Tues. Dearest, I shall not start this letter out by saying I only have a few minutes. It must be getting monotonous. But I’ve just found out that my description is due Thurs. and I'm not sure what I want ot [mis-spelling: to] describe, but suppose I'll think of something. It has to be of the narrative descriptive sort, so I'll get busy some way. After crew, went to a crew pit party last night, which is nothing more than hot dogs and trimmings around a fire back of the golf course. But it was very nice, songs afterward, 3 eskimo pies etc. Then to a lecture, required, for speech, where the man called us young ladies repeatedly, and tlaked [mis-spelling: talked], rather interestingly I admit, about the reproduction of sound over the telephone and radio. Experiments and movies to illustrate. And then bed---not much work done. But it was a bit of a nice day, as it is today, and I couldn't get everything done. I've got to snap out of it, cause there are only a few more weeks left, but-----! uhhuh, I will. Why didn't you wait for me to come home to clean the attic? It must have been a heck of a job. And I suppose millions of things are gone the way of all conscientiously collected material when the ruthless destroyer comes in the vicinity! Oh yes, the white pants. I’d like them very much. I'm running a bit low--or rather a bit stale on the underwear situation, and the pants with supplement nicely. Means I could accumulate a bit more before I took to the laundry to get caught up. About Hedges. It seems to me that we've got to economize all we can this summer, with me not working as I planned, and the cottage would set us back quite a bit, wouldn't it? As a matter of fact, I’d just as soon stay home for a while when I get there, and loaf around on the ahmmock [mis-spelling: hammock], reading (I've made me out a list for the summer which I'm determined to read.) The only thing is that you probably will need a vakation [mis-spelling: vacation] along about that time, and Hedges would be rather a treat for you, not having to work. Then I suppose we'll be home the rest of the summer and get enough of being there. And yet I have an idea that home will look pretty good to me, and there would be all the bother of getting things together and going. As far as I'm concerned, I'd be just as happy staying home. If, when summer school is over, we feel the need of “going someplace”, maybe we could decide about some place then. However if you feel that you could rest better away from the city and the place you've been in all winter, I think it would be fun to get away where you can really rest and not think of telephone calls, appointments, business or even meals. I haven't been in a kitchen in so long, that I'm taking over the culinary end of the establishment in any case, wherever we are. So it's entirely up to you, and do tell me truly which you'd rather do. Because of course whatever we do will be grand, but I'm being quite truthful and frank when I say that I’d just exactly as soon stay home when I get there as to go someplace. Maybe I'll change my mind--probably so, but that's the way I feel now. So do just what you'd rather, darling, and it will be perfectly all right with me. How soon can you find out if there's to be an excursion? If you come on the train [deletion: illegible], the only difficulty would be in getting to [Page 2] and from college, and I wouldn't want to reserve your room so far away unless Mrs. Underhill drives and you could come with her. I'll find our [mis-spelling: out] definitely pretty soon, and in the meantime will reserve your room there on the hill, unless you'd rather be at the clock tower. So---business all hashed out, mail about to go, music class coming up in a few minutes, this epistle had better end. But indeed there is an awful big hunk of love wedged in between these letters on hte [mis-spelling: the] black keys. Get it? More of the same P.S. Haven't needed a hat.
Wellesley, Massachusetts; Schenectady, New York
Athletics and Physical Education; Home and Family; Student Life
Rowing; Radio--Receivers and reception; Summer; Travel
Westervelt, Virginia Veeder and Wellesley College Archives, "Letter from Virginia Veeder Westervelt, Wellesley, Massachusetts, to Mrs. Millicent Veeder, Schenectady, New York, 1934 May 8" (1934). Virginia Veeder Westervelt letters (6C/1935). 111.