April 17, 1924, Austin to Northhampton, Massachesetts

 

Dearest Helen,


Well, honey, I'm just back from my English exam, and Im afraid it will follow along in the same course of the others.

Wish I could see you now. I believe I'd even enjoying having you push me in Paradise Pond, if I could get to see you. You might at least think of me once in a while during that long vacation of yours, and I'll be expecting a string of long letters to be coming in pretty soon. You'll have time now to tell me ever single thing that you do, from the time you get up. (I expect it will be about (2.M.) until you go too bed at night.

You haven't been telling me much about yourself lately, and if you don't start telling me soon, we'll be absolute strangers next summer.

Dearest, I'm going to keep writing to you every day, so please make plenty of allowances for the sterility of my beezer; and if you get bored too much, throw them in the waste basket,--- I won't mind, but just write to me.

I'm so homesick for you now that I don't know what to do.

Love,

Henry


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