afraid however it is too late to try that for I love you so much that I would submit to be scolded all hours of the day if I only could have my Donald always with me. I had no idea love when I put away my work to begin writing to you that it was so late. It is past 12, a nice hour to be sitting writing to an old plague. It is not the first time however I have been writing late. Often before our marriage I have sat up till daylight writing stupid love letters. I cannot imagine how I could have been so foolish. I would not have acknowledged that I did so before we married for it would have made you think too much of yourself. I must bid you goodnight darling. I hope you will sleep well and dream of your pussy. Wednesday night My darling Donald must not be cross if I only write a very few lines tonight as I feel very much fatigued. I do not know why I should be so as I have done nothing but sew all day. Perhaps it is because