"I am writing you a little letter. I hope you are quite well. I don't fret, and I hope you don't. I think of you and never forget you. I give you a kiss for now and for to-night, and for every other night, and a million, thousand kisses for always.
"Your loving
"Judy."
"Here are my kisses."
A whole lot of crosses and round o's followed.
"Here is my tex for us both. 'The Lord wach between me and thee.'
"Judy."
Hilda's eyes filled with sudden tears.
"There is something else in the envelope," she exclaimed. "I think a scrawl from Aunt Marjorie. I had a volume from her yesterday. I wonder what she wants to write about again."
"My Darling Hilda: