Text: “Wednesday night. My Own Sweetheart — I am so glad you had such a good time Saturday night at the little d[…], and am only jealous the many lucky ones who got to dance with you. But they don’t know it all, do they? They’re not so lucky after all, even if they do get to see you now and then when I can’t - -and I don’t believe any of them can love you as much as I do, can love anybody as much as I do you. There isn’t anything in the world I wouldn’t do to make you happy, and when I am away from you, nothing, nobody interests me in the least, and I have seen very few that could even compare with you — they’re all contrasts, falling short in every way. I love you, I love you, “Every bit o’ you,” every thing you do. So you shook one of ‘em did you?! My, aren’t you getting ferocious! No, I expect they need a whole lot more than they get, and I really don’t see how you manage them as extremely well without more of it. So you will have some “sure ‘nough” work, too, and about the same time we will be getting ours. I’ll think of you in between questions. I’ll bet you all had a good time at Onion Creek the other day — when I read it, it reminded me of a certain picnic we went on out there, and I wondered if you could have had as good a time as I did then. Did you go to that same place? We got back our Anatomy quiz papers today — and I’m not going to tell you what I made — anyway suffice it to say my average dropped from 94 to 81.5! Dr. Comfort wanted to know what in the world was the matter. Too much Xmas was the very best explanation I could offer. Oh, well, these quiz averages only count 20% of the final grade, so by making about 96 on the final I still have a shot at an A. Yes, I know Domberger, but haven’t seen very much of him since our high school days; Bruno Berber, I know him real well, and he seems to be a pretty nice kid. Sweetheart, I didn’t get to mail that note last night, so, that you wouldn’t go too long without a word, I sent it special today — I suppose it was a rather disappointing special. I believe I did tell you that I loved you — and that was the most startling “news” I could think of. Chemistry is calling me, so I’ll have to tell you that again, tell you that if it weren’t for you, I’d be planning to head for South America after exams like some of these other struggling freshmen. Well, my little “freshman,” kiss me hard, love my lots. Yours only Felix.”
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