Eleanor Randolph Wilson McAdoo to Jessie Woodrow Wilson Sayre

This is just a little bit of a note, because I have only a little while to write and then besides we will see each other so soon that I will want to tell you everything myself and not write it in a letter! Oh! just think! only four more days! It makes me so wild with excitement just to think about it! Oh, won't it be just too glorious to see my own sweetDetty and all the darling family. Are you quite over your Tonsilitis now, darling. I certainly hope you are, and can come home perfectly well. I am so mad because I have got a little cold—the first one I have had since I got here. I did so want to go home alright, so Mother would be perfectly satisfied with this climate anyway. But it isn't a bad one at all, so—never mind!I am really too excited to write anything coherently, so I am afraid you must be contented with just this—crazy as it is. Goodbye my own beloved sister. I love, love, love you