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Letter to her mother describing a weekend visit to Hilda, her large home, and the lilies of the valley her mother sent. Date later added to the head of the letter may be incorrect.


[14 April, 1935] Trinity Station Back Bay Boston, Mass. 3:10 P.M. Sunday Dearest - Now will you say, as Shouldn’t, That your daughter is a waster of time? Here she is sitting outside of the above address, with nearly 20 minutes ahead of me before train time. Yes, the occasion was a weekend with Hilda - a very surprisingly nice one, at that. Left Saturday after classes and went to a bridge tea with the Sorority given at Filene’s. We did have a very merry [Page 2] time - I like the girls a lot, & wasn't expecting to specially. Then went out for supper - Dutch - and got back quite late, so just sat around in her huge room & talked, looked at the senior year book [mis-spelling: yearbook], & talked more. Another girl there had lived in Schenectady for 10 years, so we all had a most ‘joyable [mis-spelling: enjoyable] time. She lived on Bedford Road too & knew Ruth Beers. This morning we went to church & back for dinner [Page 3] with coffee afterwards. The house has 4 floors, & all the rooms are simply huge! Fireplaces in them too, by gum. Altogether it was a very nice interlude - except that I hated to leave my lilies of the valley - even for a night! Oh mother they were lovely! Just as fresh as I imagine they were growing. I wore a spray of them, & was envied by everyone. Gave a few from my coat to a girl going in on the train with me, & was most generous in letting people sniff. Oh they were lovely. I do hope Lee has [Page 4] kept them fresh for me. I gave them into her care till I got back. You were such a darling to send them to me. Hilda said “I always knew your mother was a peach!” And I smiled, & added a fervent amen! Cause my opinion of you is - well - superfluously grandiloquent - but you know that. Aha - the rumble in the distance, as of engines approaching - so - I shall wend my way Wellesley-ward - and the shall find its way you-ward, eh? With so much of my love - so much. Ginny


Wellesley, Massachusetts; Schenectady, New York


Personal Relationships; Home and Family


Afternoon teas; Flowers; Passenger trains

Letter from Virginia Veeder Westervelt, Wellesley, Massachusetts, to Mrs. Millicent Veeder, Schenectady, New York, 1935 April 14?