To a Lady asking her to be Godmother

Another day gone. I've been knitting like a fool, and for some reason that has made me very tired. I finished my friends sweater this morning, and let me tell you, the sewing together part is the WORST! At least it is to me. If I am not careful, I rush this last step and it turns out a bit of a mess. Since this is for my friend, though, I did make a little effort. Since she's my closest friend, however, I didn't put in quite as much as I could have....

And now it's a woman's turn to be asked to be godparent. Again, it's a short and sweet note, considering the request being made.

To a Lady asking her to be a Godmother

10 Enfield Gardens, W.             

June 9th.   

           My Dear Mrs. Robinson,

                  I very much wish you would be godmother to my little girl; we have named her after you, Ethel Gertrude. She is a sweet little thing, and I shall be so proud to show her to you. My sister, Mrs. Ellis, is also to be godmother, and my husband's brother will, I hope, be godfather. I will let you know on what day the christening will take place as soon as it is decided.

     With kindest remembrances from my husband and myself,

                                                                       Very sincerely yours,

                                                                                           Beatrice Morris.

Okay, Beatrice, I appreciate your sentiment of naming your daughter after a friend, but does the world really need TWO Ethel Gertrudes?