Dear Mister Frodo,

What's does outrageous mean? Mister Frodo, how could you say that. But really, I am glad you did.
The marigolds are bloomming well, there nice yellow ones but I must have acindentily mixed them with some orang ones, because ther are some of those together with them. I'm very sorry about  you're being sick and all. What does Merry have that you can read? Probably just simple things, least-ways simple for you. I did take the ink bottle, though I felt strange doing it. You know, no offence to him, but Mister Bilbo is almost scary. He's so happy, unnaturally happy. He is a bouncy one. Is 'concocted' worse than 'maid' or 'mixed up'? I neerly forgot to tell you! I don't know how I could, seeing as how--well anyhow, here's what hapened. All of us Gamgee's, (us 'children' I mean) were over down, where the dasie feild is. We were playing tag, and after we got tired, Ham said, "Sam, I bet you can't climb up there", says he pointeing to the tree in the middle of the feild. "Oh, really.", says I. I got up that tree as quick as I could, and what do you know? the second branch was rotted, so I go up and grabb it, next thing I  know, I'm on the ground with a broken left arm, and a broken ankle, saying, "I'll never climb a tree again!". So you're not the only one stukk in bed. This is getting a bit long, and if I don't get in bed, I'm gonna' get in trouble.
Get better so you can come home,

Your Sam