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Letter to her mother describing a victorious Crew race, her friend Lee's cold and her plans to go to the Princeton-Harvard Game, and her plans for the rest of the day.


‘34 [stationary heading] News from Wellesley College WELLESLEY COLLEGE PRESS BOARD Wellesley, Massachusetts Release Nov. 2 We Won! Dearest - Don’t you enjoy that heading? - I almost - in fact very nearly called you up last night - and then went common sense again. Oh but it was marvelous though. You know I said we were really praying it would rain - but it cleared up - clouded over - we rejoiced - glad we weren’t going to have to be defeated - then the sun came out - Finally it got to be [illegible: harmony?] - and at 3:30, there was a high adverse wind - choppy water - but only clouds being blown across the sky - no rain. So we raced! We were the last ones to go - the 2nd crews raced (and incidentally they won) then the 4 beginning crews - and finally we got in the boats, strapped our shoes, were given some chocolate [Page 2] for quick energy (by one of the girls who was disqualified) - cheered out the gate by everyone in the crewhouse - and the catch-2-3 up the course to be be judged for form. - then a quick turn around - in position, hardly any time to rest because we were the last boat up & the others were in position - and then the start! The line up being Lee with a terrible cold, Ginger 7, 6, then 5, a substitute, who in the first few minutes of the start caught 2 crabs! 4, 3, and 2, another substitute, & bow who had a cracked slide! The cox was wonderful though - just the right thing to encourage us - so that when we “picked it up” - we gave all we had & more than we thought possible - and shot over the line! There’s no describing the feeling of knowing you have to keep going when the oar behind you isn’t pulling at all but is stuck in the water - then when you use more power - that just [Page 3] comes - from nowhere - I’ve never felt so completely a part of anything before - I wasn’t myself, I was only an oar that had to push back the water with force! Oh it was grand! Don came out to watch, so he was there when we came in - then of course everyone swooped down on the dock to cheer us as we came in. I got the final scores, and phoned the story in to the Herland - in which incidentally it appeared this morning! Uh huh you shall have iit. Also this morning I met Milly & she said that we had been simply grand - that Lee & I up there in front had just pulled the boat along - & that she was proud of us. So! The story over - but we’re still [Page 4] talking about it. Lee being at the moment in bed - me in her chair - she eating her lunch of tomato soup, Chinese tea, muffin (snitched by yours truly from lunch) and jam (your jam.) Also cake (snitched from last night’s supper.) She is staying close to bed today so she can go to the Princeton (Don’s alma mater) - Harvard Game tomorrow. She probably shouldn't go out - but it means a lot to Don to have her come - & yesterday she did stroke the Senior Crew to victory - with Ginger rowing 7 & theoretically stroking the starboard side! Hair wash, clothes wash, trip to town for Cather’s “My Antonia” - then the start of a report on Plato - a paper on the Kindergarten - an exposition of some sort - and some letters - haven’t hear from Ralph lately - & my few letters have been awfully sketchy. O.K. I’ll send a note to Ginny Ellsworth - make it felicitations, not congratulations, eh? Lee having finished the lunch of my culinary art - I having come to the end of a page - better stop. Not having reached the termination of my love though indeed - Best - best- Ginger


Wellesley, Massachusetts; Schenectady, New York


Athletics and Physical Education; Student Life; Personal Relationships


Rowing; Football; Men; Cold (Disease)

Letter from Virginia Veeder Westervelt, Wellesley, Massachusetts, to Mrs. Millicent Veeder, Schenectady, New York, 1934 November 2