June 3, 1924, Austin to Northampton

 

Dear Helen,

I've just finished my French ex. – X is about where my grade will be. According to your schedule you've just finished Spanish – was it hard?

I don't know why I'm writing to you again, unless its because I'm so lonesome. Well anyhow, this is the last one, but I'll be expecting a letter or two from you when I get to E.P.

I haven't got anything but Chem hanging over me now, and then for home,

Tell friend Ruth that her explanation was O.K., but I can't understand why the Eng. Dep't, of Smith allows its students to use such vague words. She might have used Tsoused (like tse-tse). Tell her also that I did pass up my glass when they asked me if I wanted some corn at Dinner yesterday; likewise that I hail from the wild and woolly township of Safford, Arizona, and unfortunately I am not an ink manufacturer. Tell her I will be delighted to have her visit me (at Safford, Arizona) and that the above mentioned town contains more centipedes, tarantulas, rattle snakes, scorpions, vinagarons, Gila monsters, etc. than any 100 sq. mi. of territory on earth.

Love,

Henry

I'm giving you my last stamp so don't call me tight any more.

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