Letter from James Allan to Vivien Beer, September 1st 1916

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September 1st, 1916
My ownest darling Vivien:-
	I am a happy man tonight and that 'cause I received two letters at noon
today from the dearest girlie in all the world to me. From you my own
darling Vivien and such lovely letters they were too lovie mine, just full
of frankness and love and assurances of fidelity. Your letters were dated
the eleventh and fourteenth of August, but both arrived at the same time.
How eagerly you look forward to the receipt of my letters dear girlie.
this I write every day.
	Darling mine I want to assure you that I have absolutely no doubt now as
to how much you love me and I love you my ownest sweetheart with all my
heart, and dear, I am remaining true to you in every sense of the word. Yes
my darling I only wish you could see me in my daily life. Vivien, I want
you to be the happiest little woman alive so I promise you dear, I give you
my word, that I will never do anything that will  bring you pain, nor will
I flirt or give any of my
kisses away. No, dear girlie, I am yours entirely and, dear, I want you to
call me 'your own,' 'cause I am and 'cause I love you so much.
	So you were feeling pretty mischievous when you wrote yours of the
eleventh. Now darling mine had I been there would certainly have shared
your fun. I like you to be jolly and bright, even in your letters dearie
mine so just you write down anything you like, 'cause dearie mine your
little "franknesses"
always make me ever so happy. Dear hasn't your mother just the most
impressive way of 'telling you off' (to use a soldiers expression). How
does she know I think you are an angel? She must be thinking of the days
when "her ownest Jacob" told her he thought she was, and he was right too
wasn't he dear. Now wouldn't your mother laugh heartily if she ever heard
your Daddy spoken of as "her ownest Jacob." Now you will be thinking dear
that it is me who is mischievous, and 
I am.
	Now listen sweetheart mine I simply won't agree with you when you say you
are not the dearest, truest, bestest looking sweetest natured sweetheart in
all the world. So there's no use your saying 'please' nicely 'cause I is
quite firmly convinced and you might just as well give in 'cause you are a
dear. And to think my darling that you love me as you do. Oh, happy I am.
Yes and more than that. There is in me darling that deeper

appreciation of, and joy in the knowledge of your love for me. I would term
it a higher order of happiness, reaching to one's very soul.
	Vivien, you and I are going to be the happiest of couples some day, 'cause
you trust me absolutely dear and I am justifying that trust and I love you
dear heart and expect you to vindicate that confidence I place in you. And
the main thing of all Vivien my love is, there is true love between us
so all is well. So 'cheers lovie' I am yours and you are mine and I am just
preparing a nice little surprise for you when I come home and O dearie how
pleased you will be when you know what the surprise is.
	That was a very nice little poem you enclosed in your letter of the
	Vivien you wrote in your last letter, "But you can understand how it would
break my heart if you were untrue." My own darling; my ownest Vivien I will
never be untrue to you and I 
want you to dismiss forever dear such a thought from that dear fanciful
brain of yours and listen dearie don't let your imaginations prey upon your
mind and make you blue. Just laugh 'freak' fancy to scorn. And always
remember that I love you with all my heart darling mine and am remaining
true to you and don't drown that dear noble heart of yours, or cry, with
imaginary troubles, 'cause lovie mine I don't want you to be sad. Say
'cheers' I know Jimmy (SOME NAME) still loves me, so why
should I worry. Now aren't you happy dearest?
	Did you X papa and grand'papa', Oh lucky papa and oh grandfather what
would I not have given to have been in your place. Listen dearie who said I
didn't like the 'pansy kiss'. Honest I did. Aw please dearie send me some
more. Yes do. Please please.
	Had another lesson in french[sic] this afternoon. Have also got back to my
Dicken's again (Martin Chuzzlewit).
	Am enclosing you as a 
souvenir, a German "mark" which came from the Somme area to the man at
whose place I am staying. It was sent by his son who took it from a German
	It has threatened rain all day, but only a slight sprinkle has come down
so far. Earlier in the evening Massey and I went for a stroll. It was
delightfully cool and everything was fresh and the grass, trees and shrubs
were green and fresh.
A delightful evening for a walk and there was a great big wish in my heart
that I could have had a walk with you sweetheart mine.
	Have only answered your letter of the eleventh tonight, but must close as
it groweth late and I groweth sleepy. Will answer your other letter
tomorrow night.
	Dear you can't love me too much and it is no penalty to accept all your
love. Indeed sweetheart it is a real joy.
With the thoughts of my mind, the love of my heart and the affection, of
you and for you, "Old curlyhead." 
	Your own darling,