June 20, 1908
Kelowna, B. C.
My dearest Kathleen,
If this should reach you somewhere about July 6th please accept my best wishes for many happy returns of the day and may your subsequent birthdays be spent considerably closer to me than you are at present. You should receive a small parcel containing a brooch at the same time. I am hoping that the love I send with it will help to make up for its deficiencies in other respects, but our western jewellery is a little crude.
I do envy you your mountains. Ours are more like overgrown hills in comparison with yours, except the Rockies, which I should think are somewhat similar. I am glad you had such a good time and you were a dear to write to me so often. I suppose by now you are back at home or possibly in London having lengthy interviews with your guardian. I wish I could overhear them but I expect it’s lucky I can’t.
Bye the bye how do you manage to get 42 large nails put in the sole of each shoe. [See Kathleen–May 31, 1908.] Possibly I am not very observant, but I should hardly have supposed that 42 large nails would have all found room to stick in, oh, my darling Clementine.
This does not count as a letter but is merely a slight birthday greeting, but I will write again shortly at greater length. At present I have to hurry off to town.
Yours as always,