Text: "Sunday afternoon. Sweetheart, My One and Only - Yes, we did get off to Houston yesterday afternoon, and had a wild time! The wildest part of it being that I bought, and smoked the greater part of, a package off cigarettes! We saw a good show at the Majestic, and heard J[...] Joys. They surely have got a beautiful new theatre building there -- the new Majestic -- it's every bit as big, and I believe much prettier than the one in Dallas. It was certainly a relief to get off this ole island for a while, and we all admitted when we got home about 2 A.M. that it seemed like a month since we had left that afternoon. And thne when I got up this morning and found your special waiting for me -- my, it made me feel good -- so good I dressed in a hurry and went to church! The first time since Xmas! And got invited out to dinner, and got to have a sample of good home cooking, and sit by the fire ('cause it's cold today) and eat good old homemade ice cream and drink hot coffee. But I thought of how much I'd rather be sitting with you, or riding with you, dear. Then I got them to bring me home -- having to study! -- and immediately proceeded to attend a picture show! And saw a good, one, too, "Kick In," I enjoyed it very much. And now I'm back here writing to my sweetheart. Do I want all your love, every single kiss? Well, you ought to know that I do. If you hear just how much I love you, if I could tell you just how much I love you -- but you do know that I love you, with all my heart, with all o' me. Kiss me, sweetheart, just like you always do, so sweet, so, so, -- nice! I'm counting the days till I'll be there. So the "family" aren't exactly ideal in every way? Libo, I know I can trust you anywhere, and do. I believe I told you yesterday, didn't I, that George was seriously contemplating coming here next year. He's not at all satisfied with the "business world." And it is a great privilege to have these years, the investment period of every young man's life, conducted under the careful guidance, as it weree, of older heads, so he doesn't have to start right out for himself, he doesn't have to start right at the bottom but already has considerable if a "saving" with which to continue his investments, and if he likes his profession, already has the foundations of a contended and happy life. But why all this philosophizing? Oh, I have to resort to all sorts of means to try to console myself, to keep myself out of the rut some of the freshmen are sticking -- the belief that the are merely wasting four of five of the best years of their life on something that isn't worth the price. I love you, sweetheart, if I didn't -- well, you know. They're still holding out grades on us -- we hope to get them tomorrow, though. It's late supper time, and time this letter was being mailed. Love me? Want to see me -- little bit? All my heart to my Libo -- Felix."