This is a somewhat subdued letter from Dot, who is suffering from a miserable cold. She tells Dart about a party the senior retail girls had at Miss Hutton’s house this week. Lots of sharing of talents – from a musical saw performance by the hostess to Dot reciting a poem, and lots of group singing. Even with all that, Dot seems most impressed by the food.

During her shift at Wright’s department store in Willoughby today, Dot was offered a permanent position when she completes her classes. Lacking in future career advancement, and at a whopping salary of $18.00 per week, Dot wisely turned the offer down.

She confesses it’s hard to write a letter without asking Dart questions, yet asking seems futile since she is unlikely to  hear from him for awhile. Still, she poses the age-old query: When do you think you’ll be coming home?

She warns that with all her preparations for the upcoming graduation, plus the book report she needs to complete, she may not be able to write much for a couple of days. As much as she enjoys reading Dart’s older letters, she looks forward to getting a fresh one soon.