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Written by: Alice Jones Rhinelander

Date Written: 11/13/22

Nov. 13, 1922

Dearest Leonard.

Now dearest about this lovely news, why dont you take a trip hear unknown to your father, and mother said you could stay hear, until your vacation was up you would not after go to NY. And besides dearei, I am home all of the time, now, and besides, you and I will be alone all of the time, because mother and dad goes out all of the time and I am lefted hear alone.

Now my dearest, do not turn me down, and tell me your not coming as you no, I shall do any think for you, for just to see you again. Dearest I have made up another poem, for you.

"HINTS OF THE TRUTH."
Sitting alone at the window,
Watching the moonlit street,
Bending my head to listen,
For the sound of your feet,
I have been wondering,
Darling, how
I can bear the pain.
When I watch with signs and
tears--met
Eyes and wait for your,
Coming in vain,
You will grow weary of
SINING, you will long for a love
that
Is purer than we know:
God knows that I love you dearly,
With a passion strong and true
But you will grow weary and
leave me
Yet I gave up all for you?

Always your
ALICE

NYDN, 17 November 1925, 3.