Dart thought he’d hit the jackpot today when he got two letters from Dot, but they were both so brief that he felt a little cheated. Having said that, he warns her that this letter from him will be confined to a single page because he must try to get some sleep sometime this week.

Today he picked up his new trousers and the enlargements he had made for her parents’ Christmas present. When he got home he took a nap and his mother found it nearly impossible to wake him at suppertime.

Then he read 20 pages of Ralph Waldo Emerson poems before sitting with his dad to discuss plans for finishing the third floor for their apartment. Does she have any ideas she’d like him to include?

He feels a cold coming on – probably due to the 60 degree temperature outside. He’ll take a hot bath and a bit of quick sleep before the new day dawns.