Livy darling, I did not get a chance to write yesterday—first omission for a long time. A sleigh called for us early & took us out 2½ miles to a Young Ladies’ College & there each of us wrote 74 autographs in the midst of the pack of girls representing them; then we all went out on the hill—theremometerⒶemendation 12 below zero, & went tobogganing. It is tremendous sport, & no danger. You sit in the midst of a row of girls on a long broad board with its front end curled up, & away you go, like lightning. Climbing back up the hill through deep snow with a thin crust on it is not fun, & in fact it was very fatiguing. Still the sport was so prodigiously exciting & entertaining that it was well for us it was cut short by a telephonic message that the train was being held for us; otherwise we should have tired ourselves clear to death. I had my shoes full of snow & was wet to my knees when we left; but since I began the starvation-cure for all ills I do not mind these things. I allowed my clothese to dry themselves on me at their leisure, as I am not afraid of dampnesses & drafts anymore.

I was pretty drowsy for a while in the train, but it presently passed away, & my slight fatigue along with. Tobogganing is very violent fun, & pretty exhausting fun, too, but it is exceedingly good fun.

Eine Woche hin, ŭnd ich bin sei in die Heimat! Gott sei Lob ŭnd Dank dass die Zeit noch nicht viel länger wird! Liebchen, ich küsse dich!