Smith, Logan Pearsall, 1865-1946

"Please thank your mother for so kindly writing to me. I am delighted to hear that the new arrivals seem at home in this distressed world, and that you are doing well..."

"Thank you for your note- we all wish we could come to your party, but neither May or alys[?] or I ever go to parties..."

"I'm back in London, and would so much like to see you and Kenneth. Could I come to luncheon or tea, or after tea, one day next week? That is, if you survived the jubilee, which I am glad to say I have done..."

"Just after I had posted my letter to you yesterday, I received a line from Bob Trevelynn, saying that he had world from Desmond that K. had agreed with Roger's friend about that introduction..."

"Certainly, as I told you yesterday, I will come on Thursday instead of to-day- I perfectly understand, and any day suits me as well as another..."

"I really can't thank you adequately enough for this enchanting Xmas present. The plaques are exactly to my taste, and shall hang in the room where I spend most of my declining existence..."

"Thank you for your letter. I am glad to hear that you are well, but you can't make me believe that you have bad good weather at Brighton. I am getting sick of this English climate..."

"I am contemplating what is for me a great adventure- though I, known as I am in Chelsea as 'the lonely [?] of St. Leonard's Terrace'..."

"Thanks for your charming letter. You do yourself, by [?], an injustice about your letters. Your 'Collins' was much appreciated here and is still quoted, and you are regarded as having a very pretty epistolary gift..."

"Robert Bridges writes me that he means to call upon you, and you will be doing a kindness if you will be friendly to him; I sometimes visit in old eagle in his [?] on Boais Hill..."