They went to the theater with us, and we did have such a good time, for Frank devoted himself to Flo, and Fred and I talked over past, present, and future fun as if we had known each other all our days.

Tell Beth Frank asked for her, and was sorry to hear of her ill health.

Fred laughed when I spoke of Jo, and sent his 'respectful compliments to the big hat'.

Neither of them had forgotten Camp Laurence, or the fun we had there.

What ages ago it seems, doesn't it?
Aunt is tapping on the wall for the third time, so I must stop.