Dot Darling,

The whole world is agin me. If you don’t get a letter from me tomorrow night, you’ll know I had to wait until the city (and its inhabitants) went to sleep so I could do some of my studying.

I opened Pop’s card by mistake today, If you’ll just address his mail to Mr. D. G. Peterson, this similarity of names won’t be so likely to get us fouled up. A quick glance at mail doesn’t suffice to tell the difference between Dart G. Peterson, Jr. and likewise, Sr.  It was surely a cute card, Honey.

Gee, what an awful looking mess this letter is. I fell asleep while writing it. I love you very much Darling.  I am your own, forever.