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Conger Reynolds correspondence, August 1918
1918-08-19 Daphne Reynolds to Conger Reynolds Page 2
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Don't you love that, Sweetheart? To me it is beautiful. There must be great satisfaction in being able to express oneself. Yesterday when I was dressing in a hurry to go to town I jumped into my teddies wrongside-out. Wait a bit -- the teds were wrongside out, see? Well, of course then I had the right to make a wish, and I got it. Two of them! And two for Mother Reynolds which she will probably come over to read this afternoon. I've missed the ones between 128 and 133, but I suppose they'll come. Thank Goodness the sweater ariv. And thank goodness it fits. I hear we can't have any more yarn, bad 'cess to 'em, but I guess I can survive the blow because I don't like to knit noway. Chile, I'd paddle your little canoe if I had you right now. What's this yar you've been telling the Reynolds clan about your wife? In a boist of enthusiasm today Julie told me that she was horribly afraid of me before I came and I remember that we we reached the house Fred wiggled lots more than
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Don't you love that, Sweetheart? To me it is beautiful. There must be great satisfaction in being able to express oneself. Yesterday when I was dressing in a hurry to go to town I jumped into my teddies wrongside-out. Wait a bit -- the teds were wrongside out, see? Well, of course then I had the right to make a wish, and I got it. Two of them! And two for Mother Reynolds which she will probably come over to read this afternoon. I've missed the ones between 128 and 133, but I suppose they'll come. Thank Goodness the sweater ariv. And thank goodness it fits. I hear we can't have any more yarn, bad 'cess to 'em, but I guess I can survive the blow because I don't like to knit noway. Chile, I'd paddle your little canoe if I had you right now. What's this yar you've been telling the Reynolds clan about your wife? In a boist of enthusiasm today Julie told me that she was horribly afraid of me before I came and I remember that we we reached the house Fred wiggled lots more than
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