I was quite shocked to hear you had a Radical in your hut. I didn’t know Radicals got commissions. There must be corruption somewhere, and I am going to write to The Times.

When do you expect to get a Brigade?

I think that is all just now. Oh, I forgot. Take a spoonful of the Gregory’s every morning before breakfast. Your dear father did that for twenty years.

Lots of love to you, my own dear boy, from

Your Loving Mother.

Sweetville.

My Dearest Johnnie,—Why have you stayed away so long? Is it because I had to entertain my two Australian friends? Surely that is unreasonable. Now, I am not so jealous as you are. For example, Marjory Clarke and her sister Hilda have told me of the interesting afternoon you all had together in the picture-house. I was so pleased to hear you were in such good company. But, a week later, I was so sorry to learn that you and Beefy had been silly again, sporting about with two low-class girls in the local hotel. You are such a puzzle. Yet I can’t help liking you. Do come over on Saturday! There’s a good boy!—Your loving

Adela.