San Quentin, Calif.
Am writing these lines to express my appreciation for the efforts you and the committee have taken in the behalf of our defence. And I wish that you would thank each and every one for me, for all they have been doing for us, also tell them that I love them all because they are helping me, and for putting their hand into my heaped-up heart and passing over all the little foolish weak thing, that you can't help dimly seeing there. And for bringing out into the light all the beautiful thing about me, that no one had cared to look quite far enough to find. Because they have helped me to make out of the work of my everyday here, not a reproach but a song. I love them more because they have done more than any creed could have done to make me good and because they have done more than any fate could have done to make me "happy." So you can just bet that I will cooperate with the committee 100% and make to the best of my ability an outstanding record.
Since I've been here I haven't missed going to confession and communion each Sunday. About a month ago the warden ask for volunteer's to take the jute mill and I was one of the first ones to sign up. We will finish our work there in about a week more. The other day the warden said over the radio that in a couple of weeks he would need some volunteers to make ration books and to load them on trucks and so on.
And by that