Using a sheet of his best typing paper, Dart writes:

I neglected to buy paper or postcards today. (As if  I needed any excuse to use my best paper for letters to the best girl.)

Say, you’d better tell me mighty fast which of your brothers you’d like to have me ask to usher. I haven’t heard from Hal, and Homer’s just about surely out of the picture.

The Spanish test was a tough one. I didn’t do well on it at all. Left out what I couldn’t even guess at, which was too blamed much.

No letter from you today. Must close up quickly and hit the hay.

I love you, Dot.