Helen Woodrow Bones to Jessie Woodrow Wilson Sayre

I've been grumbling to myself lately because you hadn't written to me; and suddenly I have realized that I am the one in debt—I think.
The days go flying by so fast now that I can hardly keep track of them and instead of being freed by the announcement of the engagement I have been whirling around faster than ever. The night of the announcement three Bollings and Edith came to dinner. On Dr. F Grayson's birthday we had a party for him. Last Thursday night was Edith's party: that is, she entertained all of us at dinner and Mr. House and Dr. Grayson and Dr. Ruffin besides. Last night we had a birthday party for Edith, and to-night she came here to dinner and your father took her and the Smiths to the theatre, while I dined and went to the theatre with some friends from Chicago. Besides all this gayety I am helping Edith with her correspondence. Next week we—she and I—are going to New York to do some shopping for her. This is a bare outline of what its going on: every day is full.
I think, (but don't breathe it to a soul but Frank) the wedding will be about the twenty-eighth fif third of December. I wish it could be sooner, but, as you say, you and Frank would find it less convenient to be here earlier; then, too, Congress would bring your father back from his wedding trip on December twenty-first and if they go away say the twenty-third they will have about theree weeks during the Christmas recess. Goodness knows poor Edith will need a rest, for her days are strenuous now and she will have a hard winter. The entertaining will begin as soon as they come home and will last till May, probably, as there will have to be extra entertainments on account of the war, the representatives of the warring nations not being on good enough terms with one another to attend the same functions.Belle's engagement was a blow, for she certainly will be missed this busy winter. By the way, she didn't want to let you learn of it from the newspapers and asked me to telegraph you of it to-day; and I was so rushed that I just plain forgot. She will be married the first of December and between now and then a new secretary will have to be broken in. Isn't it just too much, when this winter will be so trying for Edith anyhow? I do hope Margiewont be married this year; any added excitement will finish us off!Nell went away most reluctantly from Ellen, who is with us. Poor little mother! It comes hard for her to leave, though of course it was right for her to go with Mac who needs her much more right now than Ellen. The blessed baby is gaining steadily; she now weighs twelve pounds and gets prettier every day.
Thank you, darling, for letting me know hear so much about your lamb! I'm so glad his new nurse is so sensible. Bless him!—he is a precious baby if ever there was one! I long every day to see him and feel him!Good-night, sweetness. I love you so and I mean to write oftener, but the flesh is weak. Your devoted