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Conger Reynolds correspondence, February 1918

1918-02-24 Conger Reynolds to Daphne Reynolds Page 2

and generous love of your husband make the old game quite unattractive? I confess that on my part I have tonight an intense desire to look into the eyes of a girl and to hear a feminine voice. But just any girl would not do - not at all. My desires of this sort lead in only one direction now -- to you. I want to look into your eyes and hear your voice, and I want intensely to pet you. Only a little while ago I should have found pleasure in spending a little time with any girl -- of reasonably good characteristics; now it seems perfectly natural that I want none but you. So love changeth man. Gay young McGibney confided to me yesterday that he hadn't seen a good looking girl or talked to any kind for so long that he was about ready to fall in love with the first one he could meet. I knew how he felt. After one has been so completely out of touch with the pleasures that association with a girl mean he does get rather interested in the feminine gender -- thinks it does have a lot of importance in the life of arrogant man. But I didn't feel Mc's kind of discontent. I had a deep longing for my one sweetheart. Knowing how impossible it was to have her for the time being I was quite content to let dreams of her take the place that hope of finding a sweetheart over here held in his ambitions. 
Of course, you're better off in one way. You still can talk to your nice old bald-headed friend and listen to the chatter from the other girls' catches. You're not so thoroughly isolated from the opposite sex as I. And there's Captain Irk (Yes -- I know

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and generous love of your husband make the old game quite unattractive? I confess that on my part I have tonight an intense desire to look into the eyes of a girl and to hear a feminine voice. But just any girl would not do - not at all. My desires of this sort lead in only one direction now -- to you. I want to look into your eyes and hear your voice, and I want intensely to pet you. Only a little while ago I should have found pleasure in spending a little time with any girl -- of reasonably good characteristics; now it seems perfectly natural that I want none but you. So love changeth man. Gay young McGibney confided to me yesterday that he hadn't seen a good looking girl or talked to any kind for so long that he was about ready to fall in love with the first one he could meet. I knew how he felt. After one has been so completely out of touch with the pleasures that association with a girl mean he does get rather interested in the feminine gender -- thinks it does have a lot of importance in the life of arrogant man. But I didn't feel Mc's kind of discontent. I had a deep longing for my one sweetheart. Knowing how impossible it was to have her for the time being I was quite content to let dreams of her take the place that hope of finding a sweetheart over here held in his ambitions. Of course, you're better off in one way. You still can talk to your nice old bald-headed friend and listen to the chatter from the other girls' catches. You're not so thoroughly isolated from the opposite sex as I. And there's Captain Irk (Yes -- I know