1 NATIONAL HEALTH INSURANCE COMMISSION (IRELAND), PEMBROKE HOUSE, UPPER MOUNT STREET, DUBLIN. 22 Feby. 1916 My darling girl, Today again I am
afraid I must put you off with a
very short letter. I have been extremely hard
pushed all day and am writing now under
pressure in order to catch the post. Since
I finished that last sentence I have been
twice interrupted so I hope you will
sympathise with my sad case. Since you’re
talking of pettishness, I may say I’m
as fond of sympathy as any child so
from all points of view you’ll have a
hard time with me when you have 2 to put up with me every day for the
remainder of our natural lives. My
mother had a letter from Mrs Seery
this morning letting us know the good news
about Johnnie. We were all delighted on
his account and hope he starts on his
new job soon and that he will have
the best of luck in it. I failed to keep
my promise to you to write to her yesterday
but I must try and manage a minute or two now to write her a line.
I suppose I had better say that I will
go down on Saturday and that I will
meet you in Mullingar. I was amused
to hear that Mrs John Duffy is only an
object of curiosity in the country now. I
expect we’ll be the same presently but
that they will all be coming to see me
and not you as the object of curiosity
to see what you could see in me to
induce you to marry me. Glad to hear
about all the romances. You can trust me
to keep a quiet tongue in my head about
them all. I haven’t the pleasure of knowing
Miss Fox’s appearance but I expect she’s
good looking all right or Ned wouldn’t
be after her. How about your own
brothers? They ought to be on the warpath
soon if they take after their sisters who
are all early birds. By the way, thanks
for kisses which I succeeded in finding 3 although in one or two cases you were
mean enough to try to hide them by
blots. That was hardly fair was it?
Hope I won’t have so much difficulty
next time in getting the real thing. I have been again three times
interrupted since I wrote page 1 so I will
bring this rambling epistle to a close.
In fact I’m so bothered and worried
just at the moment that I don’t
know what I have written so
will you please, like a darling, forgive
me. Probably I’ll write again to—
morrow. With my warmest love to
my own darling and with heaps of kisses From her loving James