Saturday night. 10 pm
Dec 12th 1914
Darling
Enclosed is a proof of the little photo I have had done. I consider it very good for the money. Please, dear, return it by return of post. The envelope in which it is enclosed will do. It will only need a 1d stamp over the other stamp.
I know I look rather serious in it but I was just preparing to smile when I found the photographer had taken the photo. One is only allowed 3 days to keep the proof so try and let me have it back by Tuesday morning.
I spent a very enjoyable day at the Jarvis’ yesterday and found it very restful. They have asked me to their badminton club next Friday afternoon, my half day and home to supper with them after. Mr Jarvis is very nice in himself but it is easy to see he has married a girl in a better station of life to himself. His Aunt was there and rather gave the show away – she . . . .
P A U S E. A nurse tapped at my door at this stage of my letter and yelled “B A T H”, so I flew to get it before anyone else seized it! I am continuing this after receiving your letter by the morning post.
I quite see how difficult it will be for you to get your leave changed but will wait until I hear from you tomorrow before I make any changes.
By the way Friday the 18th is my half day and I am sure the Jarvis’ will be very pleased if you come with me to see them and we could have a little of the time to ourselves. I shall be “off duty” from 2 until 10 and could meet the 2.45 train from Evesham, arriving at Snow Hill at that time. This would give us an extra half day together, then I will try and get leave for Sunday – Mon: Tues: and Wed: but can promise nothing, although I feel in my bones that some plan will work but all right, only it is so difficult to be patient. Anyhow whatever happens we could spend Friday afternoon and evening together.
There is no particular news to give you dear but I shall have heaps to say when we meet. I feel almost afraid to rejoice in case of being unable to make plans fit in together.
You mustn’t think I am not looking well when you see me but round about Xmas day I am sure to be a bit off colour but it will not be due to the hard work here. I shall be fortunate in being able to slack.
Just think what a glorious time we shall have. I must try and not be greedy and let the others see something of you as well but in my heart of hearts I shall want you all, all, to myself and I expect you’ll find me most exacting!
Dear, dear Sweetheart, it will be a reward for these three months of separation. No one knows what it has cost me. It has been like a knife in my heart and I am never free from that aching pain although I don’t think I show it.
Perhaps this time next week you will be coming to the Station to meet me. Oh – I can’t believe it.
All my heart’s love dear One. Au revoir.
Ever your own loving
Mela
