Well, dear Jack, we had something very special and wonderful in Germany.

No doubt you have heard and seen many such powwows, dear Jack.

But, dear Jack, I know you better than perhaps you know yourself.

Wherever you may be now rolling over the blue billows, dear Jack!

Dear Jack, in the shelter we have formed a number of small groups.

My dear Jack, I began to think I should never see you again.

But you, my dear Jack, require all the means you possess for yourself.

My dear Jack, did you ever observe anything of the tuft-hunter in me?

Believe me, my dear Jack, it would have made no difference.

Drop me a line, dear Jack, and tell me how you really are.

My dear Jack, we don't need any tunnel to accomplish that.

And that, dear Jack, would be both wonderful and awful, perhaps even horrible.

Dear Jack: I am in a Washington police station, feeling like a number-one idiot.

It wouldn't help me in the least, my dear Jack; so don't you begin.

The party, my dear Jack, was as dreary as possible.

I always loved you, dear Jack, even when I seemed least worthy of you.