Text: “Saturday afternoon. My Own — Only one week from this very afternoon we were starting out to Onion Creek — you and me! And now here I sit trying to study a little, with both the Charlies lying here asleep. Somehow I can’t sleep in the daytime, even if I have lost considerable sleep — and since I’ve seen all the multitudinous shows already — saw two of them in Austin this summer, I couldn’t find anything else to do but study. And when I got to studying — oh, well, you know how it went, I just could keep from stopping to talk to you a while. Sweetheart, I surely did enjoy your letter this morning, and I hope you get thru this busy week-end all right. Don’t do too much though — let the old school wait. I had a letter from mother this afternoon, she said the Doctor had to take three stitches in Pauline’s head, but that it seemed to be getting on just fine. I had a little individual oral going in chem. lab this morning. He asked me a bunch of real hard questions — some of which I don’t believe he expected me to be able to answer, and I wasn’t, but I made a stab at ‘em. We’re working on blood, blood analysis and detection — preparing for some medico-legal case of murder! It’s very interesting. Wonder what you’re doing this afternoon? Xmas shopping again? Or just gadding about? Or what? Put in a thought for me, please, wherever you are — ‘cause I’m thinking of you so hard. Thinking of you and of Austin so hard I can’t think of anything else — any exciting gossip or happenings around here to tell you. In fact there haven’t been any that I know anything about. Guess I’ll have to cut you out some picture — taken from the group picture of the freshmen class, how do you like them? I guess you can tell from the expressions that the one was pretty bright — although mine looks like a storm brewing, that serious expression, and the shadow producing that “tobacco chewers cheek” on the right. Do you recognize Dallas Johnson just in front of me, and Harry Little? Now let’s cut out a few more of the shining lights of the class — the Charlies! including also Pat Laramore, and others. But we’ve fooled way enough time in that foolishness now — and I ought to run down to the lodge for a while — so let me go on now, and I’ll be back with you again later, maybe again tonight, if they don’t talk me into going to the dance; I haven’t been In so long. I love you only, always, with all my heart — wish I could take you to church with me this Sunday. Your Own Felix.”
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