New Britain herald., 1917-11-28
MRS. DESAULLES
 LEAVES THE STAND
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how far you were on your way. You will laugh and think I am telling stories. I am not.
 "Johnel (John L.) kept us awake all night. He started in at one o'clock, The minute the light was turned on he would stop crying. When turned off he would resume a voice that must have been heard a block away from here. He was pure ly naughty, and he kept that up until five in the morning-imagine. When the room would be lighted he would start to talk and coo and blow kisses. "I do hope everything will turn out well: my Dada, you of all people de- serve 1t, you have worked ana waited so much I feel so badly spending SO absurdly on clothes when you are denying yourself so many things you like. Never mind, Dadda. wont oo 1t aEain, and please forgive me. Iney were so pretty that l stopped not to think. feel lost without you. Please come back just as soon as you can. Johnel and I kiss you tenderly."
 "BLANQUITA."
 Here is the letter written near Christmas to My Darling Dinkie"
 My Darling Dinkie:-I just got in last night after the toughest trip the Lusitania has ever had. The boat pitched and tossed about so that, lying in bed, one moment I stood on my head and next on my feet. I missed you so. Dinkie, and was so miser- able. The Orcoma trip was splendid in comparison. Fowler Ga secretary of the American Legation in London) was very nice and attentive and helped me off the boat, and before landing he introduced me to MT. Downey Ca customs off1ciaD, and he was perfectly splendid, and not even a strap or anything on my things touched.
 MT. Downey said:-1t isn't always we have a passenger such as you, and, although we all know who Mrs DsSaulles Is, we have not all the honor of knowing her. So I told him that he was perfectly splendid. It was bitterly cold and we had to wait some time for my case of silver to come out of the hold. So I said it was a shame he had to wait so much, and he answered that he would not mind waiting every day of his life if he were to see me. So I said I would not mind arriving every day if I could see him. The result was everything was expedited-no questions asked. I shook hands when I said goodby. I told him he must come to see us, etc, etc. Of course. he was in the seventh heaven of delight You know better than any one what saying that :lcans to people of that class.
 New York seemed so bright and cheerful coming up, the streets so lighted, and when I got home to Poodle boy my heart almost burst with joy. He threw his arms around my neck and it thrilled me so that 1t almost made me cry. Ii was the first homecoming I ever really had to my own little home. Dinkie, If you had been there I should have died, my happiness would have been so complete
 On Christmas Day
 "December 26-I didn't have time to finish the other day. I missed you so yesterday. and I would not have a Christmas tree because you were not here. and felt we would not havo a real Christmas until we were all three together.
 II can hardly wait to have you come home, and I hope you will he as happy as Toodie and l will be to have you here. It showed Christmas Eve--just like when Poodle was here. I haven't written nor called your mother yet, because I've been in bed all the time. I just got up for Cousin Nany's Christmas dinner. I was so ill on the boat that I'm hopelessly weak still and haven't been able to do a thing"
 Her Explanation. Bianaca's only explanation of the loving sentiments expressed in her Christmas letter Was:-"At that time I had not expressed anything of q disagreeable nature which had hap pened in London, but I was very un- happy and felt very much hurt ncv- ertheless. l would not for the world have had him know how unhappy I was. My heart was broken"
 Do you think that letter gives any indication of it?"
 'It was not intended to give any indication of it.''
 You spoke there of his 5laving and working so hard Did you really think so?"
 "He told me he was working so hard that he had no time to look aft CT me-"
 The next letter introduced might well have been called her New Year letter. Tn it she said, under date of January 3, 1915:
 My darling Dink:-This is the first letter I write this year, and the first wish is for your welfare and your suc- cess. l think of you all the time, and am so anxious to know how you are getting on. You are a lazy Dink- you ought to write to your wife. New Years night we went to the first Friday evening dance, and we missed you dreadfully Maurice was feeling splendidly. He came off the