_Black Horse Farm,
Christmas Morning._
This morning, dearest, what should arrive but the most beautiful roses
in the world from you, and in the toe of my Xmas stocking, I found a
heavenly diamond engagement-ring! How can I ever thank you enough?
Polly is very proud and happy to wear it. Did Gilet put the little
cuff links I sent in your sock, or perhaps you didn’t hang one up in
the chimney?
A. D., I love you madly--yes, I do, you can’t know, you never will
know how much. Every day I want to be with you. Whenever I have a good
time I say to myself, “I wish my dear ‘Dip’ were here to enjoy it,
too.” America seems pretty empty with someone I love in beautiful
Italy.
Aunt wants news of Peppi, says she hasn’t heard from him lately. The
Prince sent me a lovely present, and wants to know if you and I are
seriously engaged.
I wish I could have seen you do the sword-dance! It takes a lot of
courage to tackle Aunt and get her to go back with us to New York and
tell of the engagement of a proud little Pagan to a dear diplomat.
Your father sent me a sweet letter from California.
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