And when I saw the lot you sent! It was like a white sale! Also the quinine which I tasted just for luck, and the soap in the little violet wrapper made me quite homesick.

Especially was I glad to get socks and pongee suits, and shirts.

I really was getting desperate.

God knows what I would have done without them.
I want to see you so much, and I want to see you in the same setting of other days, I want to walk with you in the daisy field, and in the laurel blossoms, and clip roses.

But to be with you I'd be willing to walk on broken glass.