Date Read: 11/12/25

Written by: Alice Jones Rhinelander

Date Written:    /29/22

Thursday 29, 1922 9:15 p. m.

I would do any think you asked me dearest for you, whatever you ask me.

I just love to have you. I just adore that. As I feel this way. Your there. And I cant do nothing else, but do it for you. Len do you remember in old Marie Antoinette the good times we have had and now look how we after suffer for it. Do you remember how you loved to chase me around.

Well dearie. I still keep my diary, and I write in it every day I destroyed the sheets in my book, what happened in Dec. and January. I will never forget that. That is when I was happy. But I shall never be happy again until I can be with you again. A many a night, I feel as though I want you badly but what can I do. but never mind dearie I shall wait, there is always a time for every think.

NYDN, 13 November 1925, 6.