dear daddy-long-legs,

you will never guess the nice thing that has happened.

the mcbrides have asked me to spend the summer at their camp in

the adirondacks! they belong to a sort of club on a lovely little

lake in the middle of the woods. the different members have houses

made of logs dotted about among the trees, and they go canoeing

on the lake, and take long walks through trails to other camps,

and have dances once a week in the club house--jimmie mcbride is

going to have a college friend visiting him part of the summer,

so you see we shall have plenty of men to dance with.

wasn't it sweet of mrs. mcbride to ask me? it appears that she

liked me when i was there for christmas.

please excuse this being short. it isn't a real letter; it's just

to let you know that i'm disposed of for the summer.

yours,

in a very contented frame of mind,

judy