Letter from Edward Thomas to his wife, Helen Thomas. Archival reference: 424/1/1/1/1/194
5.11.1903 Sunday. c/o Mrs Cabrium, Warminster
My dearest friend, I am so glad you wrote so as to give me a letter today. But why did you suppose that I had been franker with Mr Bowman than with you? I told him without any exaggeration what had sent me here but I gave him no ground for supposing that I was no better as the result of the change. As a matter of fact, if you could see me spending any day, you might think I was perfectly well. For as you know I become instantly more at ease when I am removed from the visitations of my own study at home, and that is so here, and to a high degree, because it would be difficult for me to live more healthily than I am doing. Only I hesitate to say that I am really getting better since I might sink into my former state if I returned home today. As a matter of fact only actual experience will ever enable me to tell whether I have been so improved as to be able to return to my ordinary life again. How long I ought to stay away in order to promise that effect, nobody can say. I intend to stay here at any rate rate until December 23rd, tho I am continually wishing myself at home. The expense will be troublesome, I know but I think it is worth while. Morgan would like me to stay here until the end of January, and perhaps it would be wise, though I cannot bear to think of it at present, any more than you can, sweet heart.

On looking at my diary I see that my weight has increased in this way:-
on October 29. I weighed 10 stone 10 at Legunds
on November 13 - " - 11 stone 1 1/2. - " -
on December 2. - " - 11 stone 5 1/2 here
on December 4. - " - 11 stone 7 here

There are 14 pounds in a stone so I have put on 11lbs in 5 weeks which is not very much, tho it is encouraging.

Morgan has not heard from Donald, nor have I: so he will go up to town tomorrow to see him as appointed, tho he had suggested to D the alternative
Of Wednesday so that we might go up together supposing that D consented to see me on that day (I will let you know if he does).
Sunday evening
I think I will post this asap to let you know that I am really quite cheerful. I can’t say much more because I am seated in the diabolical drawing room of the diabolical house of a very nice friend of Morgan’s. It appals me, so you may conclude it is appalling: and of course I can’t write in it. Kiss Merfyn and Bronwen for me. Goodbye. I am ever and wholly yours, sweet heart. Edward.