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Conger Reynolds correspondence, March 16-31, 1918

1918-03-19 Conger Reynolds to Daphne Reynolds Page 2

girls.  Can't you give me a roster of the organization so I can be accumulating some little gifts to bring back to them?  And can't I have a group picture of them to carry in my notebook along with yours?
M. Coulon did not retenir the letters that you sent in his care jusqu 'a ce qu'on demande.  Before they arrived, he had heard from me; so he sent them on by mail.  I'm glad he did, because Heaven only knows when I'll get to see him.  What did Mr. McChesney say?  His letter to me, if he wrote one, has not arrived.  I suppose the arrangement I proposed was all right, but I  have no verification.

I'm glad mother and Juliet and Ernest have been writing good letters to you.  Perhaps their letters helped to fill the gaps during the long interval before mine began coming.  You are quite right about mothers.  They are wonderful?  I'm beginning to realize that I was even more fortunate than I had thought of being when I got a wife, for I got another mother too - a very dear and lovable mother.  My own mother has always been a marvel to me.  Although all her life has been in the provincial atmosphere of farm and small town she has always had a broad understanding of life, and vision and ideals which I think not many women who have lived her life of hard work and retirement rise to.  Somehow her spirit has always been winging its way above the trials.  No finer example of a mother's love and self-sacrifice and trust and pride could be given than that which she has given her children.  When I went away to college I used to feel that was getting a long way from my parents in education and broad comprehension of things.  But

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girls. Can't you give me a roster of the organization so I can be accumulating some little gifts to bring back to them? And can't I have a group picture of them to carry in my notebook along with yours? M. Coulon did not retenir the letters that you sent in his care jusqu 'a ce qu'on demande. Before they arrived, he had heard from me; so he sent them on by mail. I'm glad he did, because Heaven only knows when I'll get to see him. What did Mr. McChesney say? His letter to me, if he wrote one, has not arrived. I suppose the arrangement I proposed was all right, but I have no verification. I'm glad mother and Juliet and Ernest have been writing good letters to you. Perhaps their letters helped to fill the gaps during the long interval before mine began coming. You are quite right about mothers. They are wonderful? I'm beginning to realize that I was even more fortunate than I had thought of being when I got a wife, for I got another mother too - a very dear and lovable mother. My own mother has always been a marvel to me. Although all her life has been in the provincial atmosphere of farm and small town she has always had a broad understanding of life, and vision and ideals which I think not many women who have lived her life of hard work and retirement rise to. Somehow her spirit has always been winging its way above the trials. No finer example of a mother's love and self-sacrifice and trust and pride could be given than that which she has given her children. When I went away to college I used to feel that was getting a long way from my parents in education and broad comprehension of things. But