Inscribed by author: "Isabel S.R. Kinnear from Lady Jenkins, Jan. 1918."

Inserted: letter: "Sussex House, New [illegible], 11.III.20, My dear Mrs. Poole, Thank you so much for your very kind letter. We have laid her beside him, but I cannot bear it. Life is too hard to be borne I think. With my love, Yours affectionately, J.M. Jenkins. A few days before Elinor was ill she wrote this poem to Arthur Clowes in my little book- + I put it on a laurel wreath on his grave the day she was buried." On the back of the letter: "Finis. Soldier and poet, we you loved bring laurel/ Bring burnished laurel + sharp scented bay/ Bays to the poet, laurels to the soldier/ The last vain gifts before we go our way// All your sweet songs dumb in the dust hi with you/ all your great deeds, ash on war's altars hi/ Now we that loved you crown you once + leave you/ Poet and Soldier. Greeting and Goodbye."