To Sister Christine
MY DEAR CHRISTINA,
I am getting better again. In my mind the whole of my complaint is bad assimilation of food and nervous exhaustion. The first, I am taking care of; the second will completely pass off when I meet you again. The great joy of meeting old, old friends, you know! Cheer up! There is no cause for anxiety. Do not believe a single desponding line I write now, because I am at times not myself. I get so nervous.
I start this summer for Europe anyway, as you say in America. With all love and blessings,
Yours ever in the Lord,