November 22, 1923, Austin to Northhampton, Massachusetts

 Nov. 22,

Dearest,

I just got your letter a couple of minutes ago. I'm awfully sorry you've been sick, and that you don't like my letters; but I've been doing my best in the letter line.

I forthwith immediately, etc., accept your bet of a yankee dime that Yale beats Harvard -- you can't depend on football dope this year and I likewise make a bet with you for the same stake that the Longhorns beat A + M. You're fooled all around this time, because I win whether Harvard and A + M win or lose. It was very sweet of you to make the bet.

I just flunked another ZO quiz, and so I've got to lay off and dig in.

You aren't sick now are you? Whenever you get sick, you ought to write and tell me all about it so I can give you some expert medical advice.

Impatiently ('till I can collect the stakes)

Henry.

P.S. I got your card, too. Its pretty old place, but it doesn't look just right without any leave on the trees. 

You owe me an extra letter for this, too. 

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