September 15th.
[DEAREST:]
Tonight I got your cable in answer to mine asking if you
were well. All things considered twenty-four hours was not so
long for them to get the answer to me. You bet I will be
careful. I don't want to get nearer to a German than twenty
miles. At the battlefield I collected five German spiked
helmets but at the Paris gate they took all of them from
me. I was mad! I wanted to keep them in my "gym," and pound
them with Indian clubs. I wrote all day yesterday, so today I
did not work. There is nothing more here to do. And as soon
as my contract is up October 1st, I will make towards YOU!
Seeing the big battle was great luck. So far I have seen more
than anyone. I have had no credentials; and yet have been
with all the armies. Now I am just beating time, until I
can get home. The fighting is too far away even if I could go
to it. But I can't without being arrested. And I am fed up
on being arrested. Today all the little children came out of
doors. They have been locked up for fear of airships. It was
fine to see them playing in the Champs Elysees and making
forts out of pebbles, and rolling hoops.
God loves you, dear one, and I trust in Him. But I am
awful sick for a sight of you. What a lot we will have to
tell each other. One thing I never have to
tell you, but it makes me happy when I can. It is this: I
love you! And every minute I think of you.
With all my love.
Your
