December 16, 1932 - Friday

Well at last I have finished my last exam and I am on my way to Pasadena. O but I hated to say goodbye to George at the station. Finished my exam at ten got the train at 12. Found some kids on the train.

Western Union Telegram

1932 Dec 16 PM 8 27

PR84 10=KF Klamath Falls ORG, 16 759P

George Hibbard=

Chi Psi Lodge Eugene ORG=M

Miss You Dear Found Company But Does Not Satisfy Love=

Ann.

Dearest George,

Someone is always sitting at the desk in the Lounge Car so I will have to try my best with a magazine on my knees. I wish that I might say good night to you tonight but I can’t so I did the next best and sent you a telegram from Klamath Falls. While I was in the station I saw one of the rangers and his wife from the lake. I found some people to talk to. Two Kappa and a Gamma Phi. One of the Kappas is sleeping above me and you should hear her talk. She gives me a pain. I can hear you chuckling because I am starting to talk about someone but I think it would amuse you. She sat down beside me determined to make an impression on me. I sensed that right away so I decided to answer he in her own tongue. She said she was going to San Francisco then paused while I was impressed so I said well I was going to Los Angeles. She tho’t “M-m-m, I can’t let her get ahead of me” so her next remark was I wish I could go home expecting me to say “Where do you live?” So I asked. She said “New York” another pause. Then I said I wish I could go home too.” Pause “where do you live” “Philippine Islands.” Pause, smile, raising of eyebrows. She is everything that I have tried not to be but she doesn’t bother me.  We were out on the observation car awhile ago and it was snowing. It was such a relief from the stuffy old car and so much fun standing out there. There is a lot of snow at Klamath Falls but not as much as there was when I went down last Christmas. Maud Sutton is very aloof. She notices us but that’s all. We are college girls but she is a woman of the world. You know one of the Suttons of San Francisco. Tut, tut, now I am getting catty and you are disapproving but I don’t mean anything by it. O, I dread that train ride tomorrow. It is going to be so long and dull. I wont’ have anyone to talk to then. I wish I would be on the train to Portland instead. I would love it! Did you take a peek or were you a good boy and took that package home to your mother as I told you to? The conductor got off the train at one of the little mountain stops and brought me in a piece of mistletoe. I wish you were here so that I might use it. I love you, dear, and I miss you. It is going to be a long fifteen days and the ride back is going to be almost unbearable from excitement. O, I hope the time goes quickly.

Love, Annie

P.S. I found my pen at the bottom of my purse. Wish this were a better letter