Text: "Monday afternoon. My Own Sweetheart -- Dismal again today! And it surely was nice to find your letter waiting when I came home just now. C.P. and I snapped into it and got thru lab about an hour early this afternoon. Say, I found out who it was that gave you all the serenade the other night; I had a letter from George this morning, and he said he and Bill C[...] and two or three others of the glee club (he's singing when them again) had serenaded you -- said it seemed like old times again and brought back many fond memories. And it does for me too -- how I would like to drop by and play a while tonight. George and Word seem to be having a great time batching it -- they're developing into regular cooks -- to hear them tell of what a time they had making pancakes! Yesterday, splash day, was supposed to be merely for the most daring and courageous, a sort of preliminary opening, the formal opening not to be until May 15th. It certainly took a warmblooded (or very cold blooded) person to have the nerve to hit it yesterday. After supper we went to see "Adam's Rich," and I thought it was real good -- only the kiss I imagine you were talking about, that was her kiss, wasn't it, I me she administered it, but it certainly did have its thrill -- and especially for a poor lovelorn medical student who is miles and miles from the girl he loves. We have another anatomy quiz Monday, and I'm really glad of it -- I need something to make me study, seems like I won't do it unless I have to. This first years work is of such a nature that it can't be made interesting, so you'll study it anyway, and I think frequent quizzes ought to be given. We have one Thursday in physiology, as I believe I told you. Yes, sweetheart, I received the picture of you and your dog some time ago -- please excuse me for not having mentioned it -- and I love you both, if the inscription on the back meant anything! No, I didn't get tired of "I love you," a sincere I love you from you is just about the most significant thing in life to me -- but I would like to be able to interrupt it with a kiss. Don't you let Marjory [...] her hair! I am so sorry you won't be able to come to the final ball -- don't think I'll stay myself, unless I have to. I love you, Libbus. Your own, Felix."
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