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Conger Reynolds correspondence, 1917
1917-12-12 Daphne Goodenough to Conger Reynolds Page 2
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the mouth; and she had never seen me cry before so it frightened her. Heavens! What a queer person I must be. Dearest, if you'll just continue to love me, I'll stand for being called unnatural, or anything else you like. The flowers came during my last lesson today. Good thing it was my last one too because they sure required all my attention -- they were so beautiful! I am glad you sent them dear, because it was almost like seeing you again, and I am so lonely for you. Dearest, I promise you, this is the last drizzely letter I'll write -- for a while at least. Tomorrow I'll be a nice "independant, unnatural" sort of person again but all day I have felt very much like a regular human bean. My seniors all came down for a few minutes tonight because they knew I'd be lonesome. Bless their hearts, they spoil me to death. Everyone here is crazy about you Con -- except me, o' course. I wish I knew where you are tonight, and more than that, I wish I might be with you. Mama says to tell you that she has decided to join the Red Cross now that she has a son in the army. Also she sends you her love. You won her, and no mistake. I am trying to live over every minute I ever spent with you. Why didn't that
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the mouth; and she had never seen me cry before so it frightened her. Heavens! What a queer person I must be. Dearest, if you'll just continue to love me, I'll stand for being called unnatural, or anything else you like. The flowers came during my last lesson today. Good thing it was my last one too because they sure required all my attention -- they were so beautiful! I am glad you sent them dear, because it was almost like seeing you again, and I am so lonely for you. Dearest, I promise you, this is the last drizzely letter I'll write -- for a while at least. Tomorrow I'll be a nice "independant, unnatural" sort of person again but all day I have felt very much like a regular human bean. My seniors all came down for a few minutes tonight because they knew I'd be lonesome. Bless their hearts, they spoil me to death. Everyone here is crazy about you Con -- except me, o' course. I wish I knew where you are tonight, and more than that, I wish I might be with you. Mama says to tell you that she has decided to join the Red Cross now that she has a son in the army. Also she sends you her love. You won her, and no mistake. I am trying to live over every minute I ever spent with you. Why didn't that
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