February 23, 1928, Amherst, Massachusetts, to El Paso

Dear Helen : I am glad for you Tony that your mind is decided, it is such a relief (for you) However like the villain in the story I hope it doesn't occur. A New England cold has gripped me for the past few days and I have been all but tubercular in symptom, so be content in El Paso. Yes! You may be my sister since it is only nominal. However I hope you continue broad-minded. (This is all because I resent having been totally incapacitated emotionally to show you that side of my nature which is the clincher.) N'est ce pas. I am not morally decrepit, but I am confirmed to this. Do let me know when when it comes off and in the meantime write when you feel like it. College is mellowing me fast (I don't mean drink). I really will be bald soon, but not for a moment do I succumb to your presentation of your self. Finances may stiffle my deeds, paper my words but I still continue in my belief, so often expressed, that my inner nature cannot go unanswered by yours (egotish?) so my contentment is reassured whatever may happen and, I cannot remain forever or even long in my present circumstances. In any case I will end with my sincirest wish for your happiness and my heart felt thanks just for knowing you. Ted. P.S. Since I have overstepped honor (bosh!) in writing to an engaged young lady in this way may you burn this.

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