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Conger Reynolds correspondence, April 1918
1918-04-21 Conger Reynolds to Daphne Reynolds Page 8
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scrambled up the rocks to the top of the hill where used to be the fortress overlooking the valley and sat there on a heap of old stones having a look at that picturesque scene that I'm growing fonder of every time I see it. This is Sunday. I've been writing to you piecemeal fashion between jobs in the office. It's a rotten day outside - or nearly so. It is not raining, though; so I think I shall go out for a promenade. Captain Adams has just received from his wife the pages of his story in McClure's for April on "Washington in Uniform." He was at the War College when he wrote it. I chuckled over the yarn this morning. I think if you can dig up a copy of the magazine you'll enjoy his picture of the Washington you had a glimpse of while you were with your husband. I'm still waiting for you to tell me that you're not afraid of me and that you were a foolish girl to say you were, and that you'd snap your fingers under my nose anywhere anytime. If you don't I'm likely to do something desperate - quit this job and go home to educate you or something like that. And how are we going to make Handsome Billy change his iron cross to tin
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scrambled up the rocks to the top of the hill where used to be the fortress overlooking the valley and sat there on a heap of old stones having a look at that picturesque scene that I'm growing fonder of every time I see it. This is Sunday. I've been writing to you piecemeal fashion between jobs in the office. It's a rotten day outside - or nearly so. It is not raining, though; so I think I shall go out for a promenade. Captain Adams has just received from his wife the pages of his story in McClure's for April on "Washington in Uniform." He was at the War College when he wrote it. I chuckled over the yarn this morning. I think if you can dig up a copy of the magazine you'll enjoy his picture of the Washington you had a glimpse of while you were with your husband. I'm still waiting for you to tell me that you're not afraid of me and that you were a foolish girl to say you were, and that you'd snap your fingers under my nose anywhere anytime. If you don't I'm likely to do something desperate - quit this job and go home to educate you or something like that. And how are we going to make Handsome Billy change his iron cross to tin
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