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Sunday - Feb.

My dear Nannie -

I seem to have hunted
in vain for larger letter paper,
and only hope this won't get
lost in the mail. A whol [illegible]
I have been lounging lux-
uriously in that daintiest
of pink wrappers whenever
occasion and time affored, and
think you are the lovingest
most thoughtful person to
turn just what I had said
only a week or two before
that I wanted as much.
It came while Rose was
sick and I could not believe
it was really for me. Thank-
you so much my sweet dear
Nannie - it seems so far
away to express what I want
to; in fact Edison himself can't
hug by electricity.