I wish you could both be at the wedding. It will have to be soon, if Jack and I are to throw rice and slippers.
Ever your loving old
Molly.
THE END
THE COUNTRY LIFE PRESS GARDEN CITY, N. Y.
Transcriber's note:
The page numbers of illustrations have been changed to reflect the new positions, and are now indicated in the illustration list by 'Page' instead of 'Facing Page'.
Obvious printer's errors have been corrected. All other inconsistencies are as in the original. The author's spelling has been retained.