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he told me the letter I had written for his wife's fund for orphans by the war had brought in 5000； that was why they were so pleased。 So we； you and I； will try to look at it that way； and try to believe that from this separation； which is cruel for us； others may get some benefit。 Tomorrow； I am to be received at the Elysee by the President； and I am going to try to make him say something that will draw money from America for the French hospitals。 If he will only ask； I know our people will give。 In a day or two； I think I will be allowed to see something； but； that you will know best by reading The Times。
Your loving husband is lonely for you； and so it will be always。
RICHARD。
November 17th。 DEAR SWEETHEART：
My last letter was such a complaining one that I am ashamed。 But； not leaving me to decide what was best for the papers； made me mad。 Since I wrote； I ought to be madder； for I have been to the trenches outside of Rheims in Champagne； and； had they not deviled the spirit out of me with cables； I believe I could have written such a lot of stories of France that no one else has had the opportunity to write。 Believe me no one has yet told the story of the trench war。 Anyway； in spite of all the photographs and articles； to me it was all new。 I was allowed to go alone； and given carte blanche to see whatever I wished。 I saw everything； but it would not be possible to write of it yet。 It was wonderful。 I was in the three lines； reaching the FIRST line by moonlight。 No one spoke above a whisper。 The Germans were only 300 to 400 yards distant。 But worst of all were the rats。 They ran over my feet and I was a darned sight more afraid of them than the Germans。 I saw the Cathedral； and the only hotel open （from which I sent you and Hope a postal） was the same one in which we stopped a year ago。 I had sent the hotel my book in which I said complimentary things； and I got a great welcome。 They even gave me a room with a fire in it； and so I was warm for the first time since I left the Crossroads。 And this morning it SNOWED。 On my way back to Paris； I stopped to tell the General what I had seen and to thank him。 He said； 〃Oh； that is nothing。 When you return； I will take you out myself； and I will show you something worth while。〃 I am going to carry a rat…trap； and two terriers on a leash。 Tonight； when I got back； there was a letter from you； but no writing； but there was a photo of Her； and me holding her。 How is it possible that any living thing is so beautiful as my child？ How fat； and wonderful； and dear； and lovable； and how terribly I want to hold her as I am holding her in the picture； and how much better as I really don't need my left arm to hold such a mite）； if I had you close to me in it。 I miss you so； and love you so！ I told Wheeler before I left as I was not going to waste time traveling I would not go to Servia。 So； as soon as I arrived； I was fretted with cables to go。 I cabled to stop giving me advice； that I had a much better chance in France than anyone could have anywhere else。 Maybe； before I arrive； the Greeks will have joined the Germans； in which case； I WON'T LEAVE THE SHIP。 I'll come straight back on her to the Allies。
RICHARD。
November 20th。
This is the way Hope's cat looks； 〃My whiskers！〃 she says； 〃I never knew I was to be let in for anything like this！〃 When I told her about the big rats in the trenches she wanted to go with me next time； but； today when I told her that the Crown Prince of Servia made his servants eat live mice （he is no longer Crown Prince）； she looked just as she does in the picture。 〃Then； what do _I_ eat in Servia？〃 she said； and I told her both of us would live on goat's milk。
You will be glad when I tell you I have been； warm。 We came pretty far south in two days； and； the damp chill of Paris is gone。 On the train a funny thing happened。 An English officer and I got talking and he was press censor at Salonica where I am going after Athens。 I asked him to look over the many letters I had and tell me if any of them would be likely to get me in bad； being addressed to pro…Germans； for example。 He said； 〃Well； THIS chap is all right anyway。 I'll vouch for him； because this letter is addressed to me。〃
SEE THE CAT！ HOPE GAVE THE CAT TO HER DAD。 IS THE CAT SAD？ YES IS THE DAD SAD？ VERY！！ WHY IS THE CAT AND THE DAD SAD？ THEY WANT HOME AND HOPE。 DO THEY LOVE HOPE？ DON'T MAKE THEM LAUGH！
We leave； the Basses； the English officer and I； in a small tub of a boat for Patras； and train to Athens。 I will try to go at once to Servia。 Harjes； who are the Paris house of J。 P。 Morgan； gave me a 〃mission〃 to try and organize for the Servians the same form of relief as has been arranged for the Belgians。 He gave me permission if I saw the need for help was imminent （and it will be） to cable him for whatever I thought the Serbs most needed。 So； it is a chance to do much。 To get out news will be impossible。 However； here I am and tomorrow I'll be good and seasick。
I have your charm around my neck； and all the pictures； and the luck…bringing cat； and the scapular； and the love you give me to keep me well and bring us soon together。 That is the one thing I want。 God bless you both； Hope's dad and your husband。
ATHENS；
November 26th。 DEAR HEART：
I am off tonight for Salonica。 I am not very cheerful for I miss you very； very terribly； and the further I go； the worse I feel。 But now I am nearly as far as I can get； and when you receive this I willthank Godbe turned back to Paris； and London； and HOME！ I thought so often of you this morning when I took a holiday and climbed the Acropolis。 On the top of it I picked a dandelion for you。 It was growing between the blocks of marble that have been there since 400 years before our Lord： before St。 Paul preached to the Athenians。 I was all alone on the rock； and could see over the AEgean Sea； Corinth； Mount Olympus； where the Gods used to sit； and the Sphinx lay in wait for travelers with her famous riddle。 It takes two days and one night to go to Salonica； and the boats are so awful no one undresses but sleeps in his clothes on top of the bed。
Goodby； sweetheart； and give SUCH a kiss to my precious daughter。 How beautiful she is。 Even the waiter who brought me a card stopped to exclaim about her picture。 So； of course； being not at all proud I showed him her in my arms。 I want you both so and I love you both SO。 And； I wanted you so this morning as I always do when there is a beautiful landscape； or flowers； or palms。 I know how you love them。 The dandelion is very modest and I hope the censor won't lose it out； for she has a long way to go and carries a burden of love。 I wish I was bringing them in the door of the Scribner cottage at this very minute。
RICHARD。
VOLO； November 27。
I got here today； after the darnedest voyage of two days in a small steamer。 We ran through a snow storm and there was no way to warm the boat。 So； I DIED。 You know how cold affects mewellthis was the coldest cold I ever died of。 I poured alcohol in me； and it was like drinking iced tea。 Now； I am on shore in a cafe near a stove。 We continue on to Salonica at midnight。 There are 24 men and one woman； Mrs。 Bass； on board。 I am much too homesick to write more than to say I love you； and I miss you and Hope so； that I don't look at the photos。 Did you get the cable I sent Thanksgivingfrom Athens； it read： 〃Am giving thanks for Hope and you。〃 I hope the censor let that get by him。 The boat I was on was a refrigerator ship； it was also peculiar in that the captain dealt baccarat all day with the passengers。 It was a sort of floating gambling house。 This is certainly a strange land。 Snow and roses and oranges； all at once。 I must stop。 I'm froze。 Give the kiss I want to give to Her； and know； oh！ how I love and love and love her motherNEVER SO MUCH AS NOW。
SALONICA November 30th； 1915。 DEAR OLD MAN：
I got here to night and found it the most picturesque spot I ever visited。 I am glad I came。 It was impossible to get a room but I found John McCutcheon and two other men occupying a grand suite and they have had a cot put in for me。 To…morrow I hope to get a room。 The place is filled with every nation except Germans and even they are here out of uniforms。 We had a strange time coming。 The trip from Athens should have taken two nights and a day but we took four。 The Captain of the boat anchored and played baccarat whenever he thought there were enough passengers not seasick to make it worth his while。 He played from eleven in the morning until four in the morning。 I don't know now who ran the ship。 It is so cold when you bathe； the steam runs off you。 I never have suffered so。 But； it looked as though every one else was singing 〃Its going to be a hard； hard winter〃 from the way they； dress。 Tomorrow I am going to buy fur pants。 You can't believe what a picture it is。 Servians； French； Greeks； Scots in kilts； London motor cars； Turks； wounded and bandaged Tommies and millions of them fighting for food； for drink； for a place at the 〃movies；〃 and more 〃rumors〃 than there are words in the directory。 To…morrow； I present my letters and h