Saturday, June 21 1913

My dear little hubby:--

I recieved a letter from you this morning, which I enjoyed very much, also the ones yesterday. Dear, you letters are getting long enough now and I am always tickled to death when I receive them. Pap has so much fun noticing how I watch the clock in the morning, thinking it must be about time for the carrier. We were seeding chrries this a.m. and Papa thought I would get dizzy looking up at the clock every second. You know we have a grad-father's large clock in the kitchen and it was bought the day that Papa was born. It is 70 years old. I thought surely I was going to be disappointed. the carrier was till 9:30 getting here, but I was mighty glat that I wasn't. It is so terrible to try and live without you, and the letters help so much.

If you see that you could get someplace closer in the course of a year or so, I should be glad. My parents are getting old and I wish I could be some place where we could come to see them more than it would be possible where you are now. Buy try it there a few months and maybe next spring, if you could have a good practice built up there, you might sell out to someone going out of the June 14 class. Then come up and take the Mo. State Board. But I hope we can be together from x-mas the rest of the time. don't you honey?

I am feeling good. I hope you are.

I wish you could come for the convention. Would I be glad to see you? Well, bet your boots. You'll pardon a little slang, won't you dear? You know best whether you can come or not. Of course you know I'm crazy over you and will be glad to see you any time. I wish you didn't have to go to Little Rock, but of course you do. I have a cousin in Little rock. His name is Henry Oldfather. He either has a position with a telephone or telegraph co. You may run across him. If you do, give him my love. He is the only one of mother's sister's children that is near my age. He is just two years my senior.

My cousin from Edina, Stanley Parsons and his mamma were here one day last week. And did I tell you about Columbus Carrol noticing and then noticing again. I think he though Stanley was some special friend of mine, as we were out and riding together. so he may spread the news that you and I aren't married, as he saw me with another fellow. Wouldn't that be great? Just as if I'd LOOK at another fellow. Ha! Ha! I have feen afraid that Lovie might put some fellows up to ask me to call, or go some place to find out what he's dying to know. If he or any one else should do duch a thing, I'll be equal to the occasion with an excellent excuse.--That clipping was fine. I told Wilburn that his brother was following shadders in Ark. and that I heard that the Dr. was engaged to a girl in Wyoming. Ha! Ha! I asked him if it was true. The post card I sent him was a BEAUTY (not)a little Dutch girl talking about kisses. OH! honey, I wish you were here. We would do more than talk, wouldn't we? I imagine we would hug and kiss 24 hrs. without ceasing.

Lovingly,
Clara