MY OWN QUEENIE,--I hope my darling will not hurt herself going after those letters. I have got some paper to write direct to you, and shall try one on Monday. I do not use it for writing to anybody else, so that Queenie need not be afraid {129} of that, but she should write very lightly, and with a gold pen. My own little Wifie, I so wish I could be with you to comfort and take care of you, but will you not try to care for yourself, my darling, for my sake? YOUR OWN LOVING KING. MY DEAREST QUEENIE,--I write hastily to say that I am receiving your darling letters all right, though the watch is very close, and it is difficult to get them either out or in. I am exceedingly well, sleep very well, go to bed at ten or eleven, or whenever I like, get up at nine, or whenever I like. Do, beautiful Wifie, take care of yourself and your King's child. _November_ 18, 1881. Use thinner letter paper in future, as envelopes are suspiciously bulky. Your own King continues very well, and has received your two letters safely. Our mutual friend is waiting for me at present, and probably has some more for me and will take this. I have just heard on good authority that they intend to move me to Armagh the end of this week or beginning of next in order to give me an opportunity of escaping while there. However, they may change their mind, and in any case it will make no difference to me personally. Armagh is healthier and nicer in every way, I am told by our Chief W., who comes from there. I am also told, on the same authority who informed me of projected move to Armagh, that we shall be certainly all released before Christmas. I am disposed to think I have got heavier, but shall know to-morrow when I weigh. Best love to our child. YOUR LOVING HUSBAND. _November_ 21, 1881. MY OWN QUEENIE,--Yours of the 18th has reached me safely, and though I am relieved to know that my darling is {130} a little less miserable, yet I am still very much troubled and anxious about you. Has he[2] left yet? It is frightful that you should be exposed to such daily torture. My own Wifie must try and strengthen herself, and get some sleep for her husband's sake and for our child's sake, who must be suffering much also. I am convinced that if it had not been for the unfortunate result of Tyrone I should not be here. I hope that Stafford may be followed by another success in Derry, and that it may open their eyes to the danger of their present proceedings. I can really honestly tell Wifie that my health is not only as good, but better than it has been at any time for the last twelve months.