Now，I know all of these things and a lot of others besides，but you can see how much I need to catch up.And oh，but it's fun！I look forward all day to evening，and then I put an“engaged”on the door and get into my nice red bathrobe and furry slippers and pile all the cushions behind me on the couch and light the brass student lamp at my elbow，and read and read and read.One book isn't enough.I have four going at once.Just now，they're Tennyson's poems and Vanity Fair and Kipling's Plain Tales and-don't laugh-Little Women.I find that I am the only girl in college who wasn't brought up on Little Women.I haven't told anybody though（that would stamp me as queer）.I just quietly went and bought it with-苊1.12of my last month's allowance；and the next time somebody mentions pickled limes，I'll know what she is talking about！
（Ten o'clock bell.This is a very interrupted letter.）
Saturday
Sir，
I have the honor to report fresh explorations in the field of geometry.On Friday last we abandoned our former works in parallelepipeds and proceeded to truncated prisms.We are finding the road rough and very uphill.
Sunday
The Christmas holidays begin next week and the trunks are up.The corridors are so cluttered that you can hardly get through，and everybody is so bubbling over with excitement that studying is getting left out.I'm going to have a beautiful time on vacation；there's another freshman who lives in Texas staying behind，and we are planning to take long walks and-if there's any ice-learn to skate.Then there is still the whole library to be read-and three empty weeks to do it in！
Good-bye，Daddy，I hope that you are feeling as happy as I am.
Yours ever，
Judy
PS.Don't forget to answer my question.If you don't want the trouble of writing，have your secretary telegraph.He can just say：
Mr.Smith is quite bald，
or
Mr.Smith is not bald，
or