just go over
"on my own" and I bet I'll see more than anyone else. I have fine
papers, anyhow. I am now writing Scribner article, so THAT is off my
mind. And now that you are home, I have no "worries." I wish I had got
your cable earlier. I would have had oysters and champagne in BATH
TUBS. Give my love to all the flowers, and to Shea and Paedrig, and
Tom, and Louise, and Gouvey and the lake. And take SUCH good care of
yourself, and love me, and be happy for I do so love you dear one. I
DO SO LOVE YOU.

YOUR HUSBAND.

September 15th.

DEAREST:

Tonight I got your cable in answer to mine asking if you were well.
All things considered twenty-four hours was not so long for them to get
the answer to me. You BET I will be careful. I don't want to get
nearer to a German than twenty miles. At the battlefield I collected
five German spiked helmets but at the Paris gate they took ALL of them
from me. I WAS mad! I wanted to keep them in my "gym," and pound them
with Indian clubs. I wrote all day yesterday, so today I did not work.
There is nothing more here to do. And as soon as my contract is up
October 1st, I will make towards YOU! Seeing the big battle was great
luck. So far I have seen more than anyone. I have had no credentials;
and yet have been with ALL the armies. Now I am just beating time,
until I can get home. The fighting is too far away even if I could go
to it. But I can't without being arrested. And I am fed up on being
arrested. Today all the little children came out of doors. They have
been locked up for fear of airships. It was fine to see them playing
in the Champs Elysees and making forts out of pebbles, and rolling
hoops.

God loves you, dear one, and I trust in Him. But I am awful sick for a
sight of you. What a lot we will have to tell each other. One thing I
never have to tell you, but it makes me happy when I can. It is this:
I LOVE YOU! And every minute I think of you.

With all my love.

Your

RICHARD.

PARIS, September 15th, 1914.

DEAR CHAS.:

I got this morning your letter of August 25th. In it you say kind
things about my account of the Germans entering Brussels. Nothing so
much pleases me as to get praise from you or to know my work pleases
you. Since the Germans were pushed in every one here is breathing
again. But for me it was bad as now the armies are too far to reach by
taxicab, and if you are caught anywhere outside the city you are
ar