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[Seal THE CUNARD STEAM SHIP COMPANY LIMITED]
R.M.S. "CAMPANIA" Evening April 25, '96
My Dearest Love,
You see I am beginning well on this first day of the voyage. We have just had 6 o'clock dinner. It is exceedingly rough, Papa says rougher than he ever started out in and "she" pitches quite a little, but [transposed am I] not down yet. I took the medicine, and you would have rejoiced with fiendish glee if you could have beheld the downfall of your rival in the medical pro-
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fession--"Dr" Hall-- when he saw me take the medicine, "What's that" said he, I explained;-- "Well! give me some please" said the great and celebrated quack--and I laughed. But he took the medicine just the same--
We have on board, nearly all the Grand Opera company with the exception of the De [?] and [Scaleki?]
I read the darling letters so full of the small things that a woman never tires of hearing. That was a beautiful thought of yours to send plenty of kisses to last all the way Every time I grow [weary?] for my darling, I just shift my eyes and receive one of that ample supply
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now bybye, Claire, till I chat with you again. I thought some what of keeping a journal, but I guess not, as my letters to you will be my truest and best journal and we shall always have them in after years to reread
Goodnight from your own
Sunshine
Thursday P.M.
My Own Darling,
Tomorrow morn the Irish mail will be called for at Queenstown, so everybody is busy scribbling--We have had a remarkably smooth passage
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have not been a bit sick except for that dreadful head and a histerical tendency to burst out crying at nothing. I suppose it all goes in the same category as "nerves."
We had a magnificent concert last night given by the Grand Opera Company "Chorus and all," brought up from the steerage for the occasion.
We have made an [crossed out] average 6-08 or 510 miles for each day's log--magnificent time
[?] has flirted terribly all the way over--
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[Eric?] stands over me and says, I must confess it, or he will tell on me so now its done. Whenever I was chatting comfortably with any person of the male persuasion [?] would go by, and say in a stage whisper "Ill tell the doctor" so you see "the doctor" is rapidly assuming to my imagination the same proportion as "The Boogy man" to children.
There now, I've teased you enough, so Im going to give you several secret kisses