Dart is “miserable with two kinds of sickness. One is the ‘I miss you’ kind, and the other is the family sore throat and indigestion.”

He accuses Dot of being a Christmas tease. Her package arrived today with the warning “Don’t dare open it ’til Christmas,” and here it is, still two weeks from Christmas! What’s a poor fella to do?

He finally sends her the two addresses she’s been wanting for her card list and then tells her he must sleep in order to beat his cold.

He says he’d love to tell her how much he loves her, but it’s beyond telling.