pink lamps and negro waiters. I never heard of meals being
served in trains before, and I inadvertently said so.

'Where on earth were you brought up?' said Julia to me.

'In a village,' said I meekly, to Julia.

'But didn't you ever travel?' said she to me.

'Not till I came to college, and then it was only a hundred and sixty
miles and we didn't eat,' said I to her.

She's getting quite interested in me, because I say such funny things.
I try hard not to, but they do pop out when I'm surprised--and I'm
surprised most of the time. It's a dizzying experience, Daddy, to pass
eighteen years in the John Grier Home, and then suddenly to be plunged
into the WORLD.

But I'm getting acclimated. I don't make such awful mistakes as I did;
and I don't feel uncomfortable any more with the other girls. I used
to squirm whenever people looked at me. I felt as though they saw
right through my sham new clothes to the checked ginghams underneath.
But I'm not letting the ginghams bother me any more. Sufficient unto
yesterday is the evil thereof.

I forgot to tell you about our flowers. Master Jervie gave us each a
big bunch of violets and lilies-of-the-valley. Wasn't that sweet of
him? I never used to care much for men--judging by Trustees--but I'm
changing my mind.

Eleven pages--this is a letter! Have courage. I'm going to stop.

Yours always,
Judy

10th April

Dear Mr. Rich-Man,

Here's your cheque for fifty dollars. Thank you very much, but I do
not feel that I can keep it. My allowance is sufficient to afford all
of the hats that I need. I am sorry that I wrote all that silly stuff
about the millinery shop; it's just that I had never seen anything like
it before.

However, I wasn't begging! And I would rather not accept any more
charity than I have to.

Sincerely yours,
Jerusha Abbott

11th April

Dearest Daddy,

Will you please forgive me for the letter I wrote you yesterday? After
I posted it I was sorry, and tried to get it back, but that beastly
mail clerk wouldn't give it back to me.

It's the middle of the night now; I've been awake for hours thinking
what a Worm I am--what a Thousand-legged Worm--and that's the worst I
can say! I've closed the door very sof