正文 第8章 The Letter of Miss Jerusha to Daddy-Legs (4)(3 / 3)

You don't object,do you,to playing the part of a composite family?

And now,shall I tell you about my vacation,or are you only interested in my education as such?I hope you appreciate the delicate shade of meaning in“as such”.It is the latest addition to my vocabulary.

The girl from Texas is named Leonora Fenton.(Almost as funny as Jerusha,isn't it?)I like her,but not so much as Sallie McBride;I shall never like anyone so much as Sallie-except you.I must always like you the best of all,because you're my whole family rolled into one.Leonora and I and two sophomores have walked'cross country every pleasant day and explored the whole neighborhood,dressed in short skirts and knit jackets and caps,and carrying hockey sticks to whack things with.Once we walked into town-four miles-and stopped at a restaurant where the college girls go for dinner.Broiled lobster(35cents)and for dessert,buckwheat cakes and maple syrup(15cents).Nourishing and cheap.

It was such a lark!Especially for me,because it was so awfully different from the asylum-I feel like an escaped convict every time I leave the campus.Before I thought,I started to tell the others what an experience I was having.The cat was almost out of the bag when I grabbed it by its tail and pulled it back.It's awfully hard for me not to tell everything I know.I'm a very confiding soul by nature;if I didn't have you to tell things to,I'd burst.