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September 20th, 1899


Dear Moody,

I must admit it’s taken me an entire hour to think of how to start this note, and even now I don’t know how to really explain how excited I am at the prospect of spending an afternoon with you with all four of us together! I have been cooped up in this house studying for the longest time, and it would be so thrilling exciting scrumptious  I’m sure it will do us all some good to be away from schoolwork for a while.

To tell you the truth, these past few weeks have been quite tiring tedious. I feel like my eyes have been glued to a book for hours on end! I would love to be as interested in reading as Anne is, but I think I much prefer to write. It’s been very horribly sad without our story club, you know. I think I might start writing stories again anyway, although I’d need someone to read them and see if they are any good sufficiently romantical.

So, in answer to your question, yes! I would love to meet you and the others. Although I agree with you, Charlie definitely doesn’t have much of a chance. We shouldn’t tell him that, though. It’ll make him sad, and I hate to see people upset, especially over an unrequited love. I would love for you to come and visit me on Saturday, too—please visit between 2 o’clock and 4 o’clock. I would love to hear the song you mentioned. Is it about me?  It sounds wonderful. I have really enjoyed your banjo playing, ever since the barn dance rehearsal. And no, I hadn’t thought about it, but Ruby does rhyme with Moody!    


See you tomorrow!




Ruby Gillis

P.s I’m sorry for all the horribly messy crossing out. Anne has been teaching me how to make my writing more eloquent, and I’m having a hard time making sense of all these big complicated words (see, I had to ask her how to spell “eloquent” just now!). I am very grateful to her, but I must admit I have no idea what she’s talking about most of the time.

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