but there are some things I have to write.
We had exams week before last. I got
Latin 95
English 97
Algebra 99
Physiology 100
Got a quarter out of them.
Mr. Pietsch is preaching here this week. He's
German. His home is in Brooklyn. He has been in
Canada and is on his way to Japan as a missionary.
He's awfully funny but he's fine. He scolds us for
flirting and everything else. He seems to think we're
terrible but I don't think he says anything but what
strikes someone. Last night when he gave out the
second hymn he said, "Now everybody sing! I was looking
around the room and not more than half of you were
singing. If you've got no more interest in the meetings
than the way you sing, it's a pretty shallow salvation
some of you've got!" That's the way he yanks us up
about everything.
Uncle George went to Highland today and brought
George Raymond up for a visit. His folks have scarlet
fever and he can't go home. He was so delighted to
get there his back didn't hurt him a bit all day. Well,
I've got to get at my English.
We're going to have a young folks meeting Friday
night. Bet he'll give it to us then. They must want a
crowd. They had Mr. Mitchell announce it in school
this morning.
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