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Letter to her mother describing programs on her radio, an essay she wants to write about radio in the United States, her and her friend Lee's plan to earn money selling sandwiches in the dorm, arrangements for the break after exams, and the letter she received from Ralph.


[13 February, 1934] Jan 3 ‘34 Saturday afternoon Dearest!! I'm feeling very happy, comfortable and pleasingly contented of this moment. Because you see I saved your letter till lunch with over - a very good lunch including gingerbread & whipped cream, by the way - and having no classes this afternoon, I sat down in my easy chair, turned on the music and proceeded to enjoy myself. And fittingly enough, the radio was playing a very soothing piece called “When I dream, I dream of home sweet home.” It's so nice to be able to do [Page 2] just what you want to, and at present I'm doing what I want to - which is writing to you. Yes indeed I heard Leslie Howard. In fact I hurried home from choir especially to get here in time for him. And it was a pleasure to listen to a really good voice - don't you think so? By the way, for my next paper, I think I'll do an essay type on some topic of the day, which I have a vague idea will be about radio. From the angle that although we do get a lot of advertising [Page 3] Thrown at us, it is the best possible way to have good programs, diversified and with excellent talent. Perhaps working it out by short explanation of the existing system of obtaining material for broadcasting and the inside dope on filling air space; working thru the opinions of others about its future, it's bad & good points, & then coming to my own conclusion that our advertising system is better than England's governmental control. Ought to have opportunity to satirize a few programs in light essay style, [Page 4] but show it’s good points too. What do you think of it? Would you suggest a different approach, or method? I don't want to make the thing heavy or expository, but I want it to contain definite material, & still stay entertaining. Can you think of a way to do it? I’d really like some of your suggestions. Or do you think the whole thing might not work out so well? Hungry for the “miserable paper”! I told you I thought it was good analysis, didn't I? And I’ve asked Peggy to dinner here Tuesday night. I [Page 5] might change it to a date in town at my treat & your suggestion. Last night Lee & I went in to see Miss Lyman about the prospects of our making sandwiches and selling them about 9:30 two nights a week. The material wouldn't cost very much, it would take us about 3/4 of an hour working together to make them, & selling them for 10¢ a piece, we ought to be able to clear at least over a dollar separately. She said we'd have to ask Mrs. Erving, dean of Residence if we could do it, but don't [Page 6] you think it would be a practical plan, & a few extra pennies are always handy just for a so-called nest-egg. We haven't seen about it finally yet, but we stayed by Miss Lyman’s fire until about 9:30 talking about art, Boston, courses, earning money, & people generally. She’s really awfully nice when she get started, & is quite well-informed about art, & told us about her vacation at this club on Beacon St. Hill which used to belong to an old family, & which is typically Bostonian, chandeliers, [Page 7] numerous fireplaces and all. Tutoring Everett sounds most profitable and I hope not too tedious. If you got as much fun from getting a dollar for not much hard work as I got from my New Haven check, you are enjoying the prospects, much as I am. And as for the exam. schedule, of course I want to come home if it's economically possible, & I think by taking the 5 o'clock bus, arriving about midnight, it ought to be. Naturally I'm not planning anything in between & even though I had to leave Sunday, [Page 8] I’d have 3 days home - & would or would not that be something! Sorry I can't forward my correspondence, but it has to be answered. However, I can give some exerpts [mis-spelling: excerpts] if you'd like. For instance in his first letter, Ralph said, talking about last years [mis-spelling: year’s] events just after the new year had come in - “And then Christmas - the joyous climax of the year. Memories that will never fade. And now ambitious to be realized which means work to be done.” (at least it gives him something to work for!) Then later he said that since he came back “I can't think of anything else but Ginny. I think myself wondering what you are [Page 9] doing, and if tomorrow will bring me another one of those inspiring letters” (Huh!) and then he said - “I can't say I'm divinely happy about your going to the dance at the Edison Club. You see, Ginny, I wanted to be with you myself that night, and thought I was with you in thought every minute. I don't like to think some one else had you in his arms dancing in the new year. But we'll have a better time next year, yes?” So what! Talk about possessive men! Oh yes, I shall write and tell him I thought he'd rather I told him where I went, [Page 10] then to keep still about it. And of course I did say everybody else looked insignificant beside him, so he’s probably appeased. Didn't know he could be jealous like that, poor boy. Mrs. Boothward, did you say! Mrs. anything wouldn't be half as interesting at present as all this is - Ted said the last 2 months of this year (also written as a new year came in) had worn new color - & something about dissolving the acids of individuality the warm flood of mutual understanding! (wheee!) I'll be listening to the Human nature man on Thursday - & now so long for a while to my mumsy pal, from her daughter [written in the right margin of page 10] Oh I'll be at dinner, I forgot - [illegible: listen?] for me? Will you?


Wellesley, Massachusetts; Schenectady, New York


Academics; Faculty, Staff and Administrators; Personal Relationships; Student Life


Radio--Receivers and reception; Dormitories; Men; Food habits

Letter from Virginia Veeder Westervelt, Wellesley, Massachusetts, to Mrs. Millicent Veeder, Schenectady, New York, 1934 January 13