Text: "Monday night. Sweetheart Dearest -- Well, Sweetness, one gone, and not so bad at that! No, really, we did little more than just get lab sections straightened out, books assigned etc. Each one of us freshmen brought home an armful of bones, leg bones, which will be the first thing we take up in Anatomy -- and believe me there are a hundred little things I never heard of to learn about every bone, ridges, dents, muscles and tendon attachments, and whatnot. I went up thru the Anatomy lab, and now a bunch of the "stiffs" we will probably soon be cutting on -- negroes, china-men, and dagoes -- all pickled, ready for action -- a ghastly sight, believe me. To change the subject -- I enjoyed your letter so much today at noon. I surely got fooled, I thought it was a joke, so thin and light -- but it surely was keen. I know you can't miss me any more than I miss you. I had a date last night, the last one for who know how long, and I thought of you so much, and longed for you so much I could hardly carry on a conversation. The moon was beautiful, and the Buick ran fine, but we went to a show! I'm so used to you so crazy about you, I'll declare I don't see how I can ever stand a term of two months without seeing you. I can't arouse the slightest bit of interest in any one else. But I couldn't tell you one half how I miss you. Tomorrow real work begins. -- You haven't got anything on me -- I've gained two pounds myself! There goes the dinner bell -- so goodbye for this time. Love me, love me, because I love you the most -- Felix."