I write in hope by the time you get this letter. We may live to see a change for the better. Or are we so devoted to these wretched selfish motives?. When the cold facts and figures all add up.
DON'T SEND ANY MONEY!. For fate has no price. Ignore at your peril this splendid advice. An invaluable link in an infinite chain. An offer like this will just not come again.
c/o St. Ignatus House, Willoughby Drive,. Parrametta, New South Wales. This fifth day of July, in the year of Our Lord. Nineteen hundred and thirty five.
My dear impulsive darling, I suspect my letter got to you too late. And it's really just a silly fragment of paper. But it means so much to those who wait.