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I am awfully sorry I cant write better but I seem to have lost all controll of the pen so I think I will have to print my next. with lots of love. Ned.
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he tore himself away some how. I was mad enough to knock him over but what could I say. My knowledge of french would not permit of my communicating my thoughts to him in his native tongue and he did not speak English so I had to grin and bear it. I think that sentence beginning with my knowledge of French is quite master piece  in its way. I see plainly that my space is getting limited and I have so much to say that I dont know how to say it so I guess I wont try. You need have no fear about my writing every Sunday. It seems funny that you had not received my letter when you mailed yours as mother had and I mailed them at the same time. Tell me please in your next if you never received it. I always begin to feel [[strikethrough]] sparn [[/strikethrough]] spoony when I get near the end of a letter to you but as you have a decided objections to spoony folks I will try to refrain: there now that is a model of self denial for you. Just the same I do wish I could hug you just once. I hope I haven't said anything to offend you if I have I take it all back except about the hugging, I dont take that back unless you make a special demand in your next. My love to your mother and all the folks. I am going to write to harry so will send his spearate. 

Yours as ever Ned.

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