| teeny witween piece torn in one place from my hands in second | 1 |
| place of a linenhall valentino with my fondest and much left to | 2 |
| tutor. X.X.X.X. It was heavily bulledicted for young Fr Ml, | 3 |
| my pettest parriage priest, and you know who between us by | 4 |
| your friend the pope, forty ways in forty nights, that's the | 5 |
| beauty of it, look, scene it, ratty. Too perfectly priceless for | 6 |
| words. And, listen, now do enhance me, oblige my fiancy and | 7 |
| bear it with you morn till life's e'en and, of course, when never | 8 |
| you make usage of it, listen, please kindly think galways again | 9 |
| or again, never forget, of one absendee not sester Maggy. Ahim. | 10 |
| That's the stupidest little cough. Only be sure you don't catch your | 11 |
| cold and pass it on to us. And, since levret bounds and larks is | 12 |
| soaring, don't be all the night. And this, Joke, a sprig of blue | 13 |
| speedwell just a spell of floralora so you'll mind your veronique. | 14 |
| Of course, Jer, I know you know who sends it, presents that | 15 |
| please, mercy, on the face of the waters like that film obote, | 16 |
| awfly charmig of course, but it doesn't do her justice, apart from | 17 |
| her cattiness, in the magginbottle. Of course, please too write, | 18 |
| won't you, and leave your little bag of doubts, inquisitive, be- | 19 |
| hind you unto your utterly thine, and, thank you, forward it | 20 |
| back by return pigeon's pneu to the loving in case I couldn't | 21 |
| think who it was or any funforall happens I'll be so curiose to | 22 |
| see in the Homesworth breakfast tablotts as I'll know etherways | 23 |
| by pity bleu if it's good for my system, what exquisite buttons, | 24 |
| gorgiose, in case I don't hope to soon hear from you. And thanks | 25 |
| ever so many for the ten and the one with nothing at all on. I will | 26 |
| tie a knot in my stringamejip to letter you with my silky paper, | 27 |
| as I am given now to understand it will be worth my price in | 28 |
| money one day so don't trouble to ans unless sentby special as | 29 |
| I am getting his pay and wants for nothing so I can live simply | 30 |
| and solely for my wonderful kinkless and its loops of loveliness. | 31 |
| When I throw away my rollets there's rings for all. Flee a girl, | 32 |
| says it is her colour. So does B and L and as for V! And listen | 33 |
| to it! Cheveluir! So distant you're always. Bow your boche! | 34 |
| Absolutely perfect! I will pack my comb and mirror to praxis | 35 |
| oval owes and artless awes and it will follow you pulpicly | 36 |