May 13, 1922.

Friday Night

I almost let this night slip by but you see I haven’t. I am dying to know just what U. think of my writing every night. I am afraid old boy that it won’t keep up very long cause I am going to start French lessons soon. That will take a night or two a week, then I will have to study. I neglected my French terribly in school and feel the need of it now.

By by love as Ever,

Thelma