March 27, 1924, Austin to Brookline, Massachusetts

Dearest Helen (alias Texas) When you've been in class all morning long, listening to boresome lectures, and you come home all tired out, and then – you get a longer letter from your girl than you've had for a long time, a letter full of darlings, and honeys and with an “I love you” at the end, “Ain't it a grand and glorious feeling? I says it is. I've just finished tinkering with my pipe. The bowl was so big that it took me an hour to smoke a pipeful, so I put a kind of a plug in it like this: tobacco bowl plug [drawing of pipe with actual tobacco in its the bowl] how do you like that. You never have told me about the bet. You say that you love me, darling; but how am I to believe you, when you accept such a wonderful bet. If you really do love me, you can't lose. Now, Can you? Well, in just about 2 ½ more months I'll be seeing my old sweetheart again, and then I'll know whether she loves me or not. You sure are lucky sleeping till 10:30, 11:30, 12:30.etc, I'm glad you're having such a good time + all, and don't fall for Elizabeth's brother, Savez? Well, adieu, Henry P.S. I love you than ever, Hélène.

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