The Camp Sunningdale. Dec: 13/[18]91
My dear Cub, This is to carry my love and best wishes on your birthday tomorrow, & hopes that you will have many of them in health & happiness I shall have a book for you called "Heroic Lyrics" which contains the best songs about National Events & you are I hope fond of poetry & will learn some for yourself as I did when a boy. I have often found it a great pleasure when alone with nothing to do, or when I cannot sleep at night; to recite to myself the poetry which I learnt when I was a boy. I daresay you do not know what sleepless nights are, but your turn will come! Dicky has had a bad attack of Nettle Rash & says he would give all the money he has in the bank to get 100 people to scratch him. He is much better now. With love to Hugh, Ever your affectionate father The Old Lion.