Deer Godchild by Marguerite Bernard;Edith Serrell
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dope on sage? Hoping you are well and will rite to me soon I will now
close hoping you are well. Your affeckshunate godfather, James P. Jackson Jr. P.S. I made Carl Odell give me the money rite off becaus he is a Red Indian fer cheatin. Did you get the Christmas presents I sent you? 18 rue d'Autancourt, Paris. 4 Jan. 1917. Dear Godfather: The big paquet from Amerique come late but I receive it to-day and I thank you very much. You are very good to think so much of me and it is very pretty, dear benefactor, There is one glove only, and I am fearful that the other rested on the road[7]. But it makes nothing[8]; I have not business[9] of two, because one is enough big for my two hands, and it is a muff very warm; but veritably, dear godfather, you are big like giants, in Amerique! The little cage is very commodious also, and very pretty. Jean believe it is a muzzle for dog, but no, I comprehend it Is for suspend on the ceiling for to make pretty the house, with plants green, climbing. Goobye, dear benefactor, I kiss you with the bottom of my heart |
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