Woodrow Wilson to Mary Allen Hulbert Peck

Your note from the Manhattan has just been handed to me, and you may judge how glad I was to see it when I tell you that, except for the enclosed post cards of Nantucket, this is the first time I have seen your hand–writing since I received the little note you wrote me immediately after I telegraphed to Allen to ask how you were. Have I msissed some? I have written three times to you since that little note came.
What a Relief it is to know that you are no longer lying ill at Nantucket, with nothing to do but eat your heart out! This letter from New York has sent my spiritual barometer up with a rush, and I thank you with all my heart. I need cheer just now, I can tell you, with all the influences of disappointment and obstruction I am struggling with, like one man against a thousand. I do not complain, but I do cry out for letters from those who can cheer me by the simple means of letting me know that they are thinking of me!I must send this letter to the Manhattan, but will it get to you? Please tell me at once what permanent address will assure letters reaching you. We do not wish to lose you in the wide, wide world. It is much too wide! We might not be able to find you on short notice. Don’t forget.
Yes, the beautiful table you were kind and generous enough to send to Jessie came. We did not know whom it was from until we found “Nantucket” on the wrappings. There was no card or name inside; but Nantucket told its own story of the thoughtfulness of a dear friend. Jessie was, of course, delighted, and will write to you presently herself.
I am feeling the strain of things a good deal these days, with all indications pointing to a crisis in Mexico. Many fateful possibilities are involved in that perplexing situation. I lie awake at night praying that the most terrible of them may be averted. No man can tell what will happen while we deal with a desperate brute like the traitor, Huerta. God save us from the worst! I need not expound to you what may my feelings and anxieties are. Knowing me, you know them already, and just their kind. I have just had a conference of an hour and a half with Senator Bacon, the chairman of the Senate Committee on Foreign Relations, to keep him posted, and get the advantage of his long experience. He has been here ever since before our truouble with Spain.
In spite of everything I keep well. I take as good care of myself as circumstances permit. The dear ones about me are all perfectly well, I am thankful to say. As the day for the wedding approaches there is more and more concentration of all thoughts on the necessary prreparations and even questions of state seem to grow small by comparision! All join me in sending affectionate messages. Try to get to Hot Springs. It would do you so much good, and you need it so much! There is nothing in particular, I hope, that makes you anxious about Allen.
How I wish we could see you. I grow more and more hungry for the friends who are nearest to us. I shall await a letter, telling us all that has happened and may happen to you, with the eagerness of one who has been starved.