In October, 1896, I entered to be prepared for Radcliffe.

    tle girl, I visited ellesley and surprised my friends by t, quot;Some day I so college--but I so ;  go to ellesley, I replied t t of going to college took root in my  and became an earnest desire, er into competition for a degree rong opposition of many true and   I so Cambridge. t approac to o t of my cion.

    At to tend terpret to me truction given.

    Of course my instructors eac normal pupils, and my only means of conversing udies for t year ure, German, Latin, aritic, Latin composition and occasional til taken a course of study  I  soon became evident to my teac I needed no special instruction in t beyond a critical study of tart in Frencruction in Latin; but German   familiar.

    In spite, ages, to my progress. Miss Sullivan could not spell out in my  t  to extbooks embossed in time to be of use to me, alto en to copy my Latin in braille, so t I could recite ructors soon became sufficiently familiar  speeco ansions readily and correct mistakes. I could not make notes in class or e exercises; but I e all my compositions and translations at ypeer.

    Eac to to my e patience all t teacudy o look up nees and books I did not . tedium of t e, my German teacher, and Mr.

    Gilman, teac to give me instruction. No one realized more fully te e her spelling was.

    Nevert s ructions to me in special lessons to give Miss Sullivan a little rest. But, to  could turn drudgery into pleasure.