Text: “Wednesday Night. My Only, My Own. No letter from you today, and I missed it so much When it didn’t come this morning I thought surely it would this afternoon. But I guess that’s expecting too much, hoping for too much. I just love you so much, that any little variance in your letters just worries me a little. I’m not complaining a bit, but I just wanted you to know that I missed it very much, and that I love you more than you really know. I hope you are not sick. Charlie Williams is down with the dengue, we took him to the hospital this afternoon, and it seems to be a pretty bad case. I hope he doesn’t have to miss out very much right here at the beginning, because it will be hard for him to catch up if he does. Since we’ve started dissecting in Anatomy, we don’t have any outside work for that course, at least very little, and it makes a lot of difference in the amount of studying we have to do each night, ‘cause we’ve been studying that more than anything else up till now. Now we can get caught up in Histology and chemistry. I have just come back from the hospital to see Charlie. On the way back we stopped at the nurses home and met a lot of them and danced some, think of it! - But they had to go in at eight o’clock! Some wild party! But I didn’t see a thing that looked good to me, and there were several real nice looking girls there, too. I thought of you constantly, and would have to pull myself together with a start to even be sociable, to wake up and dance. Sweetheart, you have no idea how I crave just one real big kiss, from you, of course. Would you kiss me that way if I had a date with you tonight? Gosh the thought of it just burns me up. Guess I’ll have to walk to town and back real quick and mail this letter, maybe I’ll feel better, calm down. Please excuse this elegant writing paper, but I’ll get some that’s not as loud as soon as I am able. The boys are still plotting against us for Friday night, I’ll bet we have a hot time. I have almost cinched a ride to Austin for Thanksgiving with a boy named Fish, an A.K.K. pledge, a Delta Sigma […] state. I hope he does decide to drive through; then we will get there about 1 A.M. Thanksgiving morning! But more of this […]. It’s getting study time, so I’ll tell you goodnight, - how I wish I could really tell you goodnight. Sweet dreams. Ever yours, Felix.”
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