have him look at you? Some of the girls say they would n't have him for
the whole world, but I shouldn't mind it--especially if I had on my
eyeglasses. Do you suppose if there is anything in the evil eye it would
go through glass? I don't believe it. Do you think blue eye-glasses
would be better than common ones? Don't laugh at me--they tell such
weird stories! The Terror--Lurida Vincent, you know-makes fun of all
they say about it, but then she 'knows everything and doesn't believe
anything,' the girls say--Well, I should be awfully scared, I know, if
anybody that had the evil eye should look at me--but--oh, I don't
know--but if it was a young man--and if he was very--very
good-looking--I think--perhaps I would run the risk--but don't tell
anybody I said any such horrid thing--and burn this letter right
up--there 's a dear good girl."

It is to be hoped that no reader will doubt the genuineness of this
letter. There are not quite so many "awfuls" and "awfullys" as one
expects to find in young ladies' letters, but there are two "weirds,"
which may be considered a fair allowance. How it happened that "jolly"
did not show itself can hardly be accounted for; no doubt it turns up two
or three times at least in the postscript.

Here is an extract from another letter. This was from one of the
students of Stoughton University to a friend whose name as it was written
on the envelope was Mr. Frank Mayfield. The old postmaster who found
fault with Miss "Lulu's" designation would probably have quarrelled with
this address, if it had come under his eye. "Frank" is a very pretty,
pleasant-sounding name, and it is not strange that many persons use it in
common conversation all their days when speaking of a friend. Were they
really christened by that name, any of these numerous Franks? Perhaps
they were, and if so there is nothing to be said. But if not, was the
baptismal name Francis or Franklin? The mind is apt to fasten in a very
perverse and unpleasant way upon this question, which too often there is
no possible way of settling. One might hope, if he outlived the bearer
of the appellation, to get at the fact; but since even gravestones have
learned to use the names belonging to childhood and infancy in their
solemn record, the generation which docks its Christian names in such an
un-Christian way will bequeath whole churchyards full of riddles to
posterity. How it will puzzle and distress the historians and
antiquarians of a comi