Molly the subjeck brot in Snookie the cat only it was the child then
and it was all rigged up in Heloises close, and bimeby Heloise who was
a wicked king come runnin in to kidnap the baby and she sed, no I mean
he sed because she was a king, That is my child! and the subjeck sed,
It is not! and the king sed, It is too! and the sujeck sez as cool
as a cucumber, Your majesty you are a lyre! and then they had the
darndest fite over that baby you ever saw. Fust the king hit the
subjeck bingo in the eye then the subjeck he pincht the babys tail,
you no Snookies, and bimeby Mother come runnin in and stuck them all
in bed, but it was a buly fite. I feel auful queer so guess I will
close hoping you are better than I feel

Your affeckshunate godfather,
James P. Jackson Jr.

P.S. Do you like rabit? I hate it!

P.S. Dont ferget to tell that Yanket woman to put what I told you in
her pipe and smoke it.




18 rue d'Autancourt,
Paris,
18 Feb. 1917.

Dear Godfather:

How are you? I hope you are no more fatigued. Very sure I will send