mr. d.-l.-l. smith,

sir: you never answer any questions; you never show the slightest

interest in anything i do. you are probably the horridest one of

all those horrid trustees, and the reason you are educating me is,

not because you care a bit about me, but from a sense of duty.

i don't know a single thing about you. i don't even know your name.

it is very uninspiring writing to a thing. i haven't a doubt but that

you throw my letters into the waste-basket without reading them.

hereafter i shall write only about work.

my re-examinations in latin and geometry came last week. i passed

them both and am now free from conditions.

yours truly,

jerusha abbott