November 11, 1923, Austin to Northhampton, Massachusetts

Dear Girl,

Well, I think I'll pack up, beat it home, and start in Junior College. Here is a sample of the kind of grades I make: Physics 10, ZO 49, Chem 75 - they don't look very hopeful, do they? Talk about work -- WOW -- I've got a theme and a book report to write; I've got an English quiz and a French quiz coming; and I'm behind in everything.

My penant hasn't come yet. I've sure got a funny old prof. in Physics. Did you ever see one of those ads: "Wake up and (Chew Brown's Mule."? Well, he looks just like the farmer in one of them. He's got a bald head, a little grey goattee (got phonetic--I don't know how to spell it.), and his clothes look as though they had been made for a larger man. He's a humdinger though -- and he tells a joke once in a while to keep you from going to sleep.

My imagination is stretched past the breaking point, and I can't think of a thing to say -- same way I feel in a quiz. It's time for breakfast, so, Fare thee well, dear,

Yours truly (that's a H-- of a way to breakoff)

Henry . 

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