Livy darling, time is moving along at a more & more lively gait with us, every year, but—for, you see, we are growing old. It is one of the signs. Still, what we lose of youth, we make up in love, so the account is squared, & to nobody’s disadvantage. I love you, my darling, & this my love will increase step by step as tooth by tooth falls out, milestoning my way down to the great mystery & the Sweet Bye & Bye.