Thursday–7:20 P.M.

Dear Folks,

The days slide by, but never did one drag so as last Monday. I had to get up at 6:30 instead of 7:15 and go on duty at 7:00 sharp. The only good part of the whole affair was that I ate after the regiment, at a separate table, and had all I wanted of everything good. Otherwise, I wasn’t outdoors all day but stayed in an office typing out reports, checking muster lists and answering telephones.

I’m so glad to hear you all enjoyed your trip. I can assure you that it was worth all the time (and money) spent as far as I am concerned. I regret that there wasn’t more time to show you about. There are so many beautiful spots, flower beds and what not that you had not a glimpse of. To really appreciate the yard one must see it all.

The very night you left, an order was read to the effect that the midshipmen of the 4th class will keep off Lover’s Lane. You see, those who were sitting there Saturday were abusing their privileges.

By the way, I have the new strings in my racquet and they cost $5.00 exactly. Now I wish Liz would get me a covering for my racquet like hers has and send it. It is very important to keep all moisture off the strings. She should be sure to keep her racquet in a cover and press.

Last Tuesday nite Dean, my roommate, sprained his ankle in soccer. He is in the hospital with a cast on. I was over to see him and he is coming fine, but I don’t know how long he will have to stay. While there, I picked out four shows from a magazine. See them for me, will you? (“Swing Time”, “The Gorgeous Hussy”, “Anthony Adverse”–written by a graduate of U.S.N.A. and “Romeo and Juliet”.) I expect to go in town Saturday so maybe I can see one of them.

Did the cat survive the dose of medicine? It sounded as if he was O.K.

I’ve had one recitation in Spanish. It looks bad and I expect I won’t like it a bit. We have a funny little professor in our section. A real Spaniard, mustache and all.

Well, the time and space is growing short, so “ash-revervoir” till a further date.

Love,

Reg.

P.S. Tell Un to humor Dr. Goler. It will never do him any harm.

(on a small strip of paper)

P.S. I received my glasses Monday nite and have worn them in drawing classes and in studying since then. They help a lot but I suppose I look awful funny in them. Anyway, I don’t have headaches evenings anymore.