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Conger Reynolds correspondence, July 1918
1918-07-30 Conger Reynolds to Daphne Reynolds Page 2
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for expression in the feeble way of speech. I know I'm dreaming dear. You don't mind? It is so pleasant to fancy our sitting in the garden and loving each other. I never did get to be your lover under the spell of a summer night. Considering how wonderful it was to be your lover under ext-ernal circumstances not particularly romantic I hardly dare to imagine what the experience might be under the magic of trees and flowers and moon and open sky! Aren't I the sentimental cuss, though? I am glad you don't mind a bit of that sort of foolishness because it's in me and I can't help showing it once in awhile. I can be matter-of-fact and sophisticated and all that, but not always. Particularly toward anyone I love I am likely to show the streak of sentiment. You may never succeed in getting me trained into being a mere good husband, respectful and obedient and efficient but not sentimental. I'm pretty likely to flash into bursts of being the passionate, unreserved lovers. So help me! I wouldn't want to be married if I thought I should become as some husbands are. But I won't! I haven't a thing of interest concerning events in which I have taken part these last few days to write about. Indeed there have been no events. Our little sector is so calm that the one correspondent who has not gone to Marne front can find nothing
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for expression in the feeble way of speech. I know I'm dreaming dear. You don't mind? It is so pleasant to fancy our sitting in the garden and loving each other. I never did get to be your lover under the spell of a summer night. Considering how wonderful it was to be your lover under ext-ernal circumstances not particularly romantic I hardly dare to imagine what the experience might be under the magic of trees and flowers and moon and open sky! Aren't I the sentimental cuss, though? I am glad you don't mind a bit of that sort of foolishness because it's in me and I can't help showing it once in awhile. I can be matter-of-fact and sophisticated and all that, but not always. Particularly toward anyone I love I am likely to show the streak of sentiment. You may never succeed in getting me trained into being a mere good husband, respectful and obedient and efficient but not sentimental. I'm pretty likely to flash into bursts of being the passionate, unreserved lovers. So help me! I wouldn't want to be married if I thought I should become as some husbands are. But I won't! I haven't a thing of interest concerning events in which I have taken part these last few days to write about. Indeed there have been no events. Our little sector is so calm that the one correspondent who has not gone to Marne front can find nothing
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