Monday, 10 PM

Dearest love:

I was surely pleased to get your two letters this morning, saying that you would leave Friday on the Chief and get here Sunday night. I had not dared to think about your getting away so soon. You are a wonderful girl to have arranged it. I love you.

Today was a long day — longer than I had planned. We had breakfast and went to work as usual, except that Farinholt & others stayed here for a meeting. Then this afternoon the visitors came, including Gibson and other on my committee, and we talked while, and then all (army & navy officers, et al) went

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to a restaurant for supper (also Bachman from Ann Arbor, Johnson from Cornell, Bright Wilson, and others) which lasted until a short time ago. I hear that these occur every week or so, but shan't go hereafter.

I'm to see Conant in Wⁿ [an abbreviation for Washington?] Thursday, so I'll take the Wednesday night train down & come back Thursday night. You and I shall probably spend much of the following week in Washington too — I trust that we can stay with Milt & Dorcas, since its [sic] so hard to get rooms there.

I adore you, sweet little wife.

Your

Paddy

[postmarked Aug 18, 1942 12 PM, Pittsburgh, PA. Marked Air Mail]

[on back of envelope]

$1.80 dinner

.25 tip

$2.05

97 breakfast

10 tip

3.12

1.79 supper

21 tip

5.12

77 break

10 tip

5.99

Monday 10⁴⁵ PM

Dear sweetheart:

I have mailed your letter and taken my bath, and just remembered a story- the only one I have heard. The paper we saw in the restaurant tonight had an error in its headline "SEE BATTLE RAGING..." This reminded someone of how a Cleveland paper made the mayor mad. He had spent the whole day signing relief checks, and the paper decided to feature the story. They intended the headline to read "MAYOR'S PEN IS BUSIEST IN TOWN" but forgot to leave the space between PEN and IS.

Well, I'll go to bed now. See you Sunday night. Darn it, that's still 6 nights away.

I love you.

Paddy.

9 AM

Tuesday

Dear love:

I'm afraid that I don't have the key to your big bag. It must be in the top drawer of my dresser. I'm enclosing the only unknown key that I have- but I think that your big bad has a key like this [drawing of key]

If you bring it with you (the bag) under your berth it won't need to be locked.

I'm just getting up now. I'll go out to the lab. at 1.

I love you. You are a rascal- a sweet little one.

Paddy

[Key enclosed. Probably key LP sent to AHP. Has "J2 56DP" inscribed on the key]