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Letter to her mother describing the dinner and dance she went to with Peggy, Dick, Terry, and Jim, activities at Peggy's and the men's apartments, a Valentine's gift from Ralph, and plans to go to a dance with Stocky; and discussed her relationship with several men and how to avoid hurting their feelings. This letter contains a racial epithet.
2/19/34 [stationary heading] WELLESLEY, MASS. Monday noon Dearest Hello, hello & hello again. Whew! For a breathing spell after the weekend. But it was a grand week - very grand. I don’t know when I’ve had such a good time at a dance. It was, as I said, a dinner dance - an excellent one - little individual steaks wrapped in bacon etc., tiny glasses of very good Sherry to season it, ice cream in flat molds with delicious cake - a very jolly colored chef named Robert, many fireplaces all glowing all evening, grand orchestra, many compliments on Ginger's appearance - eyes - hat - butterfly wings - dancing - (probably the biggest reason for enjoyment!) good dancers - in fact it was a most fine evening. We came back to the apartment after the dance is over, for pancakes about [Page 2] 2:30 AM., & had much jollification over tying dish towels around our formals, & watching Terry flop ‘em over. Then they took us in to Peggy's & we slept till practically 12. They were very very nice to us - accepted it as a matter of course that we were included in dinner, & the whole thing was most informal & very charming. Played Ping Pong, shot a .22 down cellar at a target - & incidentally hit the bullseye once & a tin can once, played the piano & sang, worked on a jig saw puzzle - in fact had a very good time there. Then Dick came for us about 4:30, we went in to the apartment for toasted sandwiches, then to Friends meeting, & back again for bridge, hearts, etc. including a listening attitude towards Dick's interest in the Battle of Jutland. Then back here about 12, [Page 2] talk till 1:30, & a joint letter writing activity - me to Ted, till after 2. In which letter I gave out the implication that it wasn't fair to spoil what we had - merely let our friendship develop as it could into its “inspiring potentials.” I haven't sent it yet - and this morning I had a letter from him - almost obviously not mentioning last Wednesday. And just at the end, he said write soon Ginger - while I can't see you, your letters are my elan vital. So I don't know. Thanks for your interpretation of acrostic - I never even thought of it. And it is like him to take this way - thru subtle means - to tell me. However I think just as subtle a reply, tho not in poetry - is called for - don't you? To answer your question - we ate in [Page 3] the “Seville” - Spanish atmospherey place I told you about before - & I didn't do a thing afterwards except come home. He put me on the train - with the “Valentine.” How in the world could you change the velvet hat? When it was a creation of Hollywood? Anyway, don't give it away to anyone - it's still looks passably well on me, & I may have something to wear it with some day. It's a cute hat still, but it is trying to wear. The N.Y. trip sounds good - don't fall down on it, cause I think it's what you need. And I do think you wrong Ted about picking on the nearest recipient - as far as I can see he hasn't had a great deal of interest in affairs of the heart before, & is still rather vague in his mind now as to the exact stand - witness the “vaguely defined yet so strong” - I don't want to hurt the boy, & I don't think I will - but I shan't write him a poem with initial letters as you suggested! I think - at least I hope I can forstall [mis-spelling: forestall] that possibility by simply keeping it on a friendship basis. Because I [Page 4] think that he would rather have my friendship than none at all. I think in my letter I said something about being the rare sort of friends we could both be to each other - & continue the relationship we’d both enjoy so much. No darling, I don't think I'm finding it mutual against my will. I'm a little bit puzzled just what my attitude should be toward both Ralph & Ted - & now Dick -, [illegible deletion] for I'm afraid most of my heart remains where it’s been beatin’ for the past 19 or so years - nobody's been able to claim it entirely yet - pieces, here & there, but the grooves each aren't deep enough. I just hope I can manage things as they should be, without any “broken” hearts in the bargain. I'm getting worried about Dick too, lately - he showed tendencies of my having inspired amorous thoughts! Oh me oh my - t’ain't [mis-spelling: it ain’t] easy, but we'll hope things end all right. Oh yes, & I found a note from Stocky when I got back inviting me to a Formal Glee Club dance Wednesday night! Sure I'm going. Then Stocky, Otto, Lee & I are going to do something Thursday - haven't decided quite what yet - gave up the idea of climbing Mt. Monadnock - though it’s Springy today, and now must think of something else to do to while away the day. Any suggestions? What was the remark about thinking Ralph so divine - at Christmas? That little adjective is inconsistent with me, Mumsy - I did like him a lot, but I never considered him perfect. However, candidly speaking, none of these boys have been powerful enough to make me oblivious to Ralph - so don't fear [Page 5] yet for your Big Boy. He's still very much in the running. And his valentine, as I'm quite sure I mentioned (don't you read my letter?!!!!!) was a heart shaped box of candy of red plush with pinkish paper flowers on the top. Quite hideous, but probably cheaper, & the contents as well as the thought, were much appreciated and enjoyed. I was so glad to find your letter waiting for me when I got in. It was a sort of hello darling - did you have a good time - tell mother all about it. Does the upside down Spec. Deliv. mean 10 times as much? Heck, I'll get a freight car stamp! But it's time for mail - & time to have a little mercy on your eyes. Maybe I won't be able to write tomorrow. So don't be expecting one - just save half of this huge rambling for another day - but it's very nice to talk things over with you - even at a distance. Be good - & enjoy yourself, (Yes indeed, it can be done), And my bestest love Ginger.
Wellesley, Massachusetts; Schenectady, New York
Personal Relationships; Student Life
Men; Dinners and dining; Food; Dance parties
Westervelt, Virginia Veeder and Wellesley College Archives, "Letter from Virginia Veeder Westervelt, Wellesley, Massachusetts, to Mrs. Millicent Veeder, Schenectady, New York, 1934 February 19" (1934). Virginia Veeder Westervelt letters (6C/1935). 185.