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Dere Mable - Love Letters of a Rookie by Edward Streeter
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I suppose he has joined the Home defence. Are you goin to have a
military weddin, Mable?

Im kind of sorry for your father. If you have his liver on your hands
dont blame me. You know the doctor said any kind of a shock would set
him off a mile.

An now, Mable, Im closin for the last time. It wont be no use runin to
the door when you here the postman no more cause he wont have nothin but
the gas bill. From now on the only way youll here from me is in the
papers perhaps when we get over there.

Now Im going to ask you a favor, Mable, for old times sake. Take the
pictur I had taken pointin to the American flag an burn it up. You cant
have that to show your friends no more an I aint goin to have no flat
foot makin faces at it. I may be selfish, Mable, but a girl cant make a
cake an eat it too as the old sayin is.

[Illustration: "IT WONT BE NO USE RUNIN TO THE DOOR"]

Give my best to your father an mother. Tell em I simpathize with them
in there loss. Its no use ritin any more cause Im firm as the rock of
Gibber Alter. Concrete. Thats me all over, Mable.

as ever
yours no longer
Bill



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