You can believe I enjoyed that bath.

It certainly is a fine thing, and I am glad I enrolled (for every one has been as nice as could be), but I miss you and Hope terribly.

It seems years since I saw you.

I am going to my cot quick.
It is now eight o'clock, and I feel like I had been beaten in a stone crusher.

Kiss Hope's foot for me.
Your loving husband, DICK.
Monday.
DEAREST ONE: I got such a beautiful letter from you! With pictures of Hope playing with the Bunny.