The Ambassador, I suppose, waxes even sturdier, and I'm glad to hear that A.W.P., Jr., is picking up.

Get him fed right at all costs.

If Frank stays at home and Ralph and his family come up, you'll all have a fine summer.
We've the very first hint of summer we've had, and it's cheerful to see the sky and to feel the sunshine.
Affectionately, W.H.P.
_To Frank N.Doubleday_ American Embassy, London, May 3, 1917.
DEAR EFFENDI: I aim this at you.

It may hit a German submarine.

But we've got to take our chances in these days of risk.