December 22nd, 1915.
Received by James Padgett.
I am here, Your own true and loving Helen:
Oh my dear, how I wish that you could see me as I am now, and the great love that is in my soul, then you would never doubt me. Well my garment is a beautiful, white flowing gown which has all the splendor of the sun shining on the polished silver roof of some Turkish Mosque. I am dressed all in white and have a golden girdle, and jewels, as you would say, on my head, and an aura that shows the condition of my soul development.My form is very beautiful, the spirits tell me, and my features are very classical and mobile also. But wait until you come over and you will see, and if you can’t wait, ask your friend Judge Syrick, who is here, what he thinks of my appearance.
So sweetheart I will say goodnight.
Your own true and loving,