Letter from Edward Thomas to his wife, Helen Thomas. Archival reference: 424/1/1/1/1/144
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next Saturday. He said he had had a delightful letter from you.
By the way, I got a cup in commemoration of 15.I.1900, but so far only Curran and I have inscribed it with motto or wish, as the case may be. Maine & Davies will probably do so tonight. It is a plain, useful, two-handed pewter mug.
Goodbye my own sweet little one.
Goodnight.
I am truly & wholly yours,
Edwy.

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My dearest friend,
I could not write such a budget of news (illegible) even if I had time- & certainly nothing so delightful if I had leisure until Doomsday. Still you must not think me ungrateful & unmoved if I send only a short & pointless letter in return.
I was a little anticipatory about the Spring, for this morning Oxford is hidden under
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some inches of beautiful white snow, & not a sound is to be heard.
I am quite disillusioned about Brook, tho I am still friendly. The only people I see much of are Morgan, Maine & Macalister & young Aubrey Herbert is going out to the cafe today or very soon.
It is good news from Irene, but as you say what a blackguard is Dick. There was something horribly
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ridiculous in his message to her.
Don't consult Harry on any matters, certainly not through Janet; but you may speak to Mrs Portbury, only remember to accept no suggestion for my use, since that would be ruin to my nerves & yours, & our purse as well.
I congratulate you on your sucess in giving a bath to Philip Merfyn Thomas.
Haynes is coming to Oxford