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bid I write you my unclear Post office box number 4523.

Noon Thursday Public Library Sept. 27 - 1903

Dear Father?: - I guess I haven't written since school started. It is too early to form opinions but I've made ten unclear ones already.

Teach? is going to be the same old grind of two hours - at least - a day. King is the man's name and he tries to be hard boiled. He may succeed!

I met him at 8:30 yesterday. At 11:30 I went up to Miss Chase's class in literature Writing and was chased out along with about ten others for not having written permits signed by herself to enroll in her class! I camped for the next half hour in her office and after hearing my case she very kindly admitted me - the twenty fifth in a class supposedly limited to 20. I must good now. It is the most advanced course in writing offered this quarter and it must be full of these writing sharks. In that half hour interlude of uncertainty my equanimity of spirit almost receded to spaces almost unreachable!