Baghdad July 7 Dearest Mother. What a charming photograph of you and the little boys. They are darlings. Is not the eldest very like Hugo? In this photograph I see a great likeness. Darling, it must be pain as well as joy for you to be with them.
I am so glad you like the pictures of my Museum, and when, in return, will you send me the text of the Pageant? I want so much to read it. I wish I were at the point of having photographs of the upper rooms taken, but they are still in chaos - not so chaotic as they were, however, for most of the objects are roughly classified and ready to be put into cases. But I find arranging cases very difficult. Even the two tiny ones which I have done so far take an enormous amount of thought and re-arrangement till one gets them approximately right. And then the writing of laBells! Fortunately my Arab clerk writes them beautifully so I only have to give him a list of what has to go on each one and leave him to do it during the rest of the morning while I am in the office.

There is the lunch Bell and I'm dreadfully in need of some iced soda water. Your very affectionate daughter Gertrude.