Unknown Date (Conrad to Marjorie)

Dear Marjorie,

Put your heart at rest, I am both well and happy, merely late in my correspondances because of all the activity here, and also the post here in New York is nothing like the post in England, letters keep getting sent to me late. I had a few from Cousin Ned recently, but I know he is in New York--I see him nearly every day--and the letters were postmarked from September and from Paris.

Ned was quite put out that I hadn't received the letters on time, but he says that hardly matters anymore--Parisian girls hold nothing to New Yorkers (and, my dear, the New York girls hold nothing to you.)

There is too much to say in letters. Dear Marjorie, I am afraid I shall forget to tell you of the important things while only telling you trivial matters. I have accepted an invitation to take a tour with Billy T. I really do miss playing cards with him, in the new social clubs here, I lose more than when I played on the boat. I say, I do believe that many of the Yankees cheat--but I cannot complain, they do treat me as a gentleman.

I shall write again when I can, I really haven't even had a moment to write to anyone at all.

Tell your mother hello, and I do hope she's feeling better. Her letter, that you enclosed earlier, was... interesting to read.

--Conrad