Before what Miss Guiney calls my “great leap into Liberty” I published a book of verses called “Summer of Love”; but I do not think it would interest you; it is, for the most part, a celebration of common themes. If you have not a copy of “Trees and Other Poems” please tell me and I will send you one. I will send also “Summer of Love” if you wish it, for some of the poems in it, those inspired by genuine love, are not things of which to be ashamed, and you, understanding, would not be offended by the others. Your sincerely, JOYCE KILMER. * * * * * May 18th, 1917. Dear Katherine: Naturally I’m expecting to go to the Wars, being of appropriate age and sex. I was going to Plattsburg to try for a commission, but for many reasons--one of them being that I didn’t want to be an officer in charge of conscripts (the democratic bluff again! says Katherine)--I gave up the idea. So a month ago I enlisted as a private in the Seventh Regiment, National Guard, New York. We were reviewed by your friend Joffre--in 1824 we were reviewed by Lafayette. We go to training camp in a week or so--where I don’t know--and then we are mustered into Federal service. We may be sent to France, we may be sent to Russia, or it may be Mexico or Cuba--nobody knows. Please come to New York and let me take you to luncheon. And give Mrs. Coates my love. JOYCE. * * * * * _To Amelia Josephine Burr_ Headquarters Company, 165th Infantry, A. E. F., France. My dear Josephine: That is a magnificent piece of knitting--I am delighted to own it. Thanks ever so much! And I will thank you ever more for your book of poetry, which you promise to send me. I enjoyed your recent poems in the _Outlook_--you are one of the few American poets who should be allowed to write war songs. Your letter came up to the specifications of the order--it was highly entertaining and therefore genuinely appreciated. I sympathise with you in your trials in addressing camp audiences, though I don’t know as you deserve any sympathy. I think you have a pretty good time. And I know the audiences do.