9th June
Dear Daddy-Long-Legs,
Happy day! I've just finished my last examination Physiology. And now:
Three months on a farm!
I don't know what kind of a thing a farm is. I've never been on one inmy life. I've never even looked at one (except from the car window),but I know I'm going to love it, and I'm going to love being FREE.
I am not used even yet to being outside the John Grier Home. WheneverI think of it excited little thrills chase up and down my back. I feelas though I must run faster and faster and keep looking over myshoulder to make sure that Mrs. Lippett isn't after me with her armstretched out to grab me back.
I don't have to mind any one this summer, do I?
Your nominal authority doesn't annoy me in the least; you are too faraway to do any harm. Mrs. Lippett is dead for ever, so far as I amconcerned, and the Semples aren't expected to overlook my moralwelfare, are they? No, I am sure not. I am entirely grown up. Hooray!
I leave you now to pack a trunk, and three boxes of teakettles anddishes and sofa cushions and books.
Yours ever, Judy
PS. Here is my physiology exam. Do you think you could have passed?