March 20, 1924, Austin to Norwich, Connecticut

 My Most Dearest Sweetheart, etc.,

My “thought for the day” has been “Blow, Bugle, Blow.” I've used up my last remaining dozen of handkerchiefs, and I don't know what I'll do tomorrow. (time out for sniffles)

They started us out in the old grind today. We were supposed to register for the new term today, but I forgot all about it until it was too late. And now there are 10 more days in this month, and I've got the whole sum of $400 to last me. And there's a $300 fine for late registration. 4 – 3 = 1. But don't worry! Sarah Harlan, my boarding house woman's daughter is the ass't. Registrar, and she's going to bring a card home, let me sign it, and then slip it in. Seestern, verdad?

Well! Dearest! Sweetheart! Light of my soul! My wonder girl! My “speckled beauty”! – you were freckled when you went away, but I guess you aren't now – don't get lonesome, and don't let me bore you, and write me a lot.

Love,

Henry

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