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rising behind coconut groves. I wished that moon were a mirror. I know we'd have seen each other, darling I go into cold swears at times for fear you may doubt me. You are wonderfully patient; your letters have no doubt, but even then you mean so much in my life & are so deliciously eligible I am ill content to wait for that elusive leave. How much more confident marriage shall be knowing our hearts so well. The honeymoon couldn't
possibly end before three months. Even my own boy coverts you. I overslept one morning and heard his nibs proudly advertising your charms to his cobbers. They were cleaning shoes just outside my door. He was peeping in my drawers & found this strange parcel. Curiosity overcame him & gave him a lovely surprise - my sinabada.
L'oura moms he cooed. That means I like her very much. More exciting details rounded off his story. He'd have six fits if he found I was awake enough to follow his lingo.

Darling, I do like the angle of your portrait. If it would be bettered I'd buy a dozen.

No, pet, I know of no relatives by that name. My manly beauty is shaved by quite a few. Miss Dixon saw me in Queen St. barley a fortnight ago.

My room mate won shares in £10 & £100 prizes this casket. Boy is he pleased. I'm not so lucky in lotteries but I am draughts, strategy & checkers champion.

Poor miss Fun - nelle (get a copyright on that)
You'll know whether to believe the worst or not for