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Nov. 5th. 90. This will be good morning dear one when you read it, I just have a fancy to see whether you will look in your mail box or not. I saw you go to town this morning, I wanted to call out to you to let you know that lazy bones was up, but decided not to. Did you find another Sunshine looking at you this morning - I deposed the old idol and set up another which I shall lend you until you find
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your own again. Oh! I had a high old time in your precinct yesterday, poked my nose into all the corners and barely restrained myself from a violent attack of the tidying up fever I'm afraid it will come on me sometime so violently that you will come home to an "awfully decent" looking den and never never be able to find anything, ever, again. However I realize that it would be as much as my happiness is worth to give way to such an attack, so I shall try to keep within bounds. I have been to sleep and my wits are wool gathering
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Do you ever get cross and tired and snap at those you love - Claire? Lets both of us try never to do it - darling, it is such an easy habit to get into, and is so wearing to the fabric of love. - And I love you so dearly my darling. I think of you in the day time I dream of you by night I wake and would you were here love And tears are blinding my sight. Oh think not I can forget you I could not, though I would, I see you in all around me The streams, the night the wood
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The flowers that slumber so quietly The stars above the blue Oh heaven itself, my darling, Is praying - praying for you. Just the words of one of the songs that I have been singing to the unconscious you all these years. My own darling, Your Sunshine.
