A spirited and amorous letter from Dart is all we have today. He starts by telling her how the corpsman who delivers mail to the hospital ward is keenly aware of how much Dart looks forward to Dot’s letters. He gives Dart all the letters from other people and then delivers to the rest of the ward. At last, after Dart has broken into a cold sweat, he returns to Dart’s bed and gives him the ones originating from Andrews School for Girls! What a dirty, rotten trick to play on a sick and lonely sailor!

He tells Dot some of her prayers have been answered – the ones about him feeling better soon, which he does. Unfortunately, a “big  knot of muscle has pulled loose,” and he’ll require another operation if he’s to be fit enough for active duty!

He understands her excitement at having received her train tickets home and he’s happy for her that she’ll not have to make the dreary trip in the daytime. “If I know my schedules, you should be arriving in NYC about 9:00 the next morning, right?” Who says that? Why would anyone memorize train schedules for places they’ve never been? When he says he’s loved trains all his life, I guess he wasn’t blowing smoke.

He goes into a comical riff about the snapshot Dot received of him. He talks about looking so tall simply because he was so skinny. Says he hopes to keep the extra inch and a half he’s added recently, “even if I do look like I should have a flag flying from my head.”

He tells her that he dreams about her – and then proceeds to describe the girl in his dreams. His accurate and flattering description proves that he is smitten by the brown-eyed beauty. His final paragraph confirms it, in so many words. “I love you, Dot. I hope it stays that way long after we know each other better.”