BR TO DORA RUSSELL, 28 MAR. 1924
BRACERS 19938. ALS. McMaster
Proofread by K. Blackwell

S.S. Celtic
Friday
28.3.24

My dearest Darling —

All goes well with me. This will be posted at Halifax tomorrow or Sunday. We have had a very good crossing so far — bright sun, warmth, and no wind. Today for the first time we have rain and wind and mist, because we are off the Banks. I spend most of my time listening to Bridges, whom I like, but it is rather a strain as he talks in a low voice so that I can hardly hear him. I don’t like Jacks — he is in essence a parson — Mrs Bridges is very nice — there is a little boy of four years old crossing all by himself. He was seen off by his aunt and is to be met by his mother. When his aunt left him she said she was coming back, so he wept all the rest of the day because she didn’t. Aren’t people brutal? Now he is quite happy — everybody is nice to him. He plays puffers — after saying Tch Tch Tch for a while he calls out “Moorgate Str. All change” in a very official voice — there are 2 other charming boys but they have their parents and a nurse so I have not made friends with them — their parents are a Baron and Baroness. I shall reach New York Tuesday morning. Tuesday evening is my first lecture. I dread the whole business like the plague but it will be over some day and then I shall come home to my Darling. I won’t ever go away without you again — it is beastly. I dream about you and John and Kate every night as regularly as clock-work — I only live for the time when I can get home to you. All my love, sweet Treasure.

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