20-30 October (?) 1896
JMJT
Watch, bad pf?... No, a thousand times no!... I'm not surprised at pf's fights but simply that he loses his little strength by delivering his weapons to the first corporal who is on his way, and even that he chases him down the stairs of the barracks in order to force him to take up the last piece of armor.
What wonder then that a strong ray of sunlight (usually supported with courage) falling on the unarmed little soldier should not burn him and give him a fever?...
For his pain his pf condemns him to lock himself in the prison of love and to sleep like a p. blessed, but first, you must use, tonight, the musical instrument of penance!...
Otherwise, pf is going to have some grief.
(Above all, don't stay up late! Tomorrow we'll loosen up our arms together!...)
