TCD MS 11274/60 folio 1 recto
Monday
26/2/17
My dearest, That was a poor letter I wrote you last night. This is next morning & I will probably be interrupted before long. This morning one still feels lost I dont know where our friends have got to. Speculation is useless and possibly imprudent. The lovely sun is shining and a great calm prevails. Now and again a gun fires for a few minutes and then stops as if to say “What use is it. This minute everything is calm and still in the very far distance only can one hear the guns. It must have been a day like today that came in Stephens’ Spring 1916 only later in the season. Only there are no “Eager leafs” nor “her baby things” for Spring to care for. I can imagine the loveliness of it in Killiney today. I am sure the sea is like glass and you are taking a walk with the wee-dog and may