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David to May     May 27th 1917

My Dearest,

I found two letters waiting for me here today (20th, 21st and 22nd combined) and two such lovely long letters too. You say you don’t think you will be able to write and then you snatch every opportunity to do so. You really are the dearest little girl that ever was, but you know that, don’t you?

Well perhaps I have been a bit down-hearted lately, but it was simply because I was thinking about you and wondering how you were and you don’t know how I have wanted to comfort you.

Thanks very much for the cuttings.

I am sitting up in bed writing this and all the time you keep pulling me down. Well I suppose you must have your own way as usual.

There you are is that nice?


May 28th

Three letters from you this morning (Wed, Thurs and Fri), and such loving letters. You are a darling.

Last night was lovely.

You had your new vest on but there were no buttons on it and after I laid down as you wanted me to you insisted on cuddling my head and pressing it close into its nest. Then we got too hot so I threw the blankets etc. off and you turned your back to me and I had both arms round you that way, like we used to and you went to sleep like this. But later on you woke up and said you wanted your cheek against mine and wanted to be held quite close against me and then you dropped off to sleep again.

This morning I woke up at 7 but you were still asleep in my arms and didn’t wake up until 8.30. Then I had to get up in a hurry.

I am glad Mrs. Muggridge is better but I wish she could get over those trembling fits.

Looks here from your letter lot of heavy work. Don’t do too much and knock yourself up there’s a dear.



P.S. I walked out into the fields this morning with the intention of reading a whole collection of your letters and then burning them (I have a pocket full and there is not much room for any more and I must always carry them for fear of other people seeing them which I couldn’t stand) but I read them and then I found I simply couldn’t burn them (they are all I have of you at present except your photo) so there they are still.