I cannot bear it--when I think of all I am missing of her, and, all that she is doing.

God guard you both.

My darling and dear wife and mother of Hope.
Your husband, RICHARD.
SALONICA, December 18th.
DEAREST WIFE AND SWEETHEART: I am very blue tonight, and NEVER was so homesick.

Yesterday just to feel I was in touch with you I sent a cable through the fog, it said, "Well, homesick, all love to you both." I did not ask if you and Hope were well, because I KNOW the good Lord will not let any harm come to you.

I am certainly caught by the heels this time.