We had a big time, all but Shelley; it was too expensive for her to come so far for one day, but mother sent her a box with a whole turkey for herself and her friends; and cake, popcorn, nuts, and just everything that wasn't too drippy.
Shelley wrote such lovely letters that mother saved them and after we had eaten as much dinner as we could, she read them before we left the table.
I had heard most of them, but I liked to listen again, because they sounded so happy.

You could hear Shelley laugh on every page.

She told about how Peter's cousin was waiting when the train stopped.

They couldn't room together right away, but they were going to the first chance they had.

Shelley felt badly because they were so far apart, but she was in a nice place, where she could go with other girls of the school until she learned the way.