My mother is all the one that I ever wrote a letter to before. So excuse
poor writing, and this pen isn’t a very good pen to write with I bet. I
am very sorry that you can’t come back quite yet. I hope that it won’t
be a fever that you are going to have. Does your grandma think that ’t
is going to be a fever? Do you take bitter medicine? I never had a
fever. I take little pills every time I have anything. My mother likes
little pills best now. But she used to make me take bitter stuff. Once
she put it in my mouth and I wouldn’t swallow it down. Then she pinched
my nose together and it made me swallow it down. Once I ate up all the
little pills out of the bottle, and she was very scared about it. It
wasn’t very full. But the doctor said that it wouldn’t hurt me any if I
did eat them. How many presents did you have? I had five. Dorry he says
he hopes that it won’t be a slow fever that you are going to have if you
do have any fever, for he wants you to hurry and come back. Some new
fellows have come. One is a tip-top one. And one good “pitcher.” I hope
you will come back very soon, ’cause I like you very much.