What a lot we will have to tell each other.

One thing I never have to tell you, but it makes me happy when I can.

It is this: I LOVE YOU! And every minute I think of you.
With all my love.
Your RICHARD.
PARIS, September 15th, 1914.
DEAR CHAS.: I got this morning your letter of August 25th.

In it you say kind things about my account of the Germans entering Brussels.

Nothing so much pleases me as to get praise from you or to know my work pleases you.