Letter from Edward Thomas to his wife, Helen Thomas. Archival reference: 424/1/1/1/1/85
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Let us say goodbye now, not voluptuously, but
in all good humour. I really cannot promise to write at length at any time,
or even (illegible) Only you shall hear from me .
Goodbye my own sweet little one-
Edward, ever & wholly yours.

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31.i.99
My dearest friend,
I felt very grateful for your letters on Saturday & on Monday, but having work to finish on Sunday I put off writing until today, when a thing of mine appears in the J.C.R.
It has appeared, & is a model of printers errors, as you may

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judge by my corrections.
We began training yesterday, & tho it is now late in the morning I am very sleepy after my heavy breakfast.
Unfortunately I have strained a muscle in my forearm & cannot row today. So shall have to run all the way to Newnham & back instead: it will soon be better.
Why should I write? Why should I do anything? That's how I feel. I feel very incapable, & yet

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pretty content tho I can barely get through my work & can
simply not read or write a line.
How long are you staying at Ramsgate?
I am wondering what Mrs Noble & especially Irene think of me for not writing at all.
Dear me , it is useless to write so laboriously. You will pardon me: if not, tell me.