Here’s a short but charming note from Dot. It’s Sunday night and she’s had another busy weekend. Now she’s coming down with another cold, less than a month after her last one. She suspects it’s a lack of vitamins, but I’d say it’s sleep deprivation!

She babysat for Gale all weekend. The little girl was fascinated by Dot’s locket and kept opening it to look at the pictures. “That one’s Dart,” she’d say, “and this one’s you and Dart.”

When Dot saw a letter from Dart on the hall table Saturday, she burst into tears out of sheer joy and relief. Gale patted her on the shoulder and said. “Don’t cry, Dottie. Dart and Gordon will be home soon ’cause I prayed it to God.” That snapped Dot back under control. She, too, has been praying for Dart ever since she met him and all her prayers have been answered in the affirmative. She has a powerful feeling that God won’t let her down now.

This morning she had the urge to drag out her old fiddle and practice a little. She has no idea what she’s practicing for, but thought the only harm that could come of it was to the ears of those forced to listen to her.

Last night she says she went to bed around 1:00 but began to read some of Dart’s old letters. Before she knew it. the clock said 3:30! “Keep that in mind if you ever doubt my love!”