This card was sent 100 years ago on 27th October 1906. Henri sent it to his nephew who was 7 years old. Perhaps for his birthday? He tells his nephew that he’s always known him to be a good boy and hopes that he is continuing to be so. The poem roughly translated says.
In Autumn! Goodbye the bells
The swallows are leaving
Friend, you can marry me
When the faithful birds return
In Autumn! Goodbye the bells
The swallows are leaving
Friend, you can marry me
When the faithful birds return
When I see cards like this one, I can’t help thinking about how easy it was in those days to please someone. Henri’s nephew would have been so happy with his postcard. I don’t think today’s nephews would be content with just a postcard for their birthday.
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