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January 16 '96 Evening My Own Dear One, Your Monday night letter received this morning ; You must not try to write dear when you are so very tired I would far rather you put your strength into sleeping or rather replenished it from that source I could just see your tired tired face behind every word in that letter Dont ever let your writing to me be a burden
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but only a joyous recreation my Sweetheart I had a very pleasant visit today from a Mrs Norrell a society lady to whom my cousin Mrs Darby Randall (the one who is in Germany) gave me a letter of introduction I have now arranged to take diverse in the middle of the day and have my breakfasts and teas in my own room So tonight we had a
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tea party just you and II leaned you up against the sugar bowl and tried to get up a conversation but some how you were not in a talkative mood and persisted in looking off at a distance as though you did not see me this was aggravating but I got even with you by eating up all the bread on my side of the table where you couldn't reach
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I am furtively getting into my second childhood Natalie and I have such romp she is a nice lovely girl and just brim full of rascality Friday Morning Dearest Your bright fresh Tues night letter just received this morning You see I knew how tired you were on Monnight The eyes of love can see a thousand miles distinctly I am just wishing for my Friday morning lesson - so "auf wieder sihen" Will write you later darling Always faithful + true Your Grace