Dear Husband:--
I wish you were here today. Any day is better than Sunday to do without you, as I was so accustomed to being with you on Sundays--both before and after. Ha! Ha! And every time I love you more, you darling boy.
It is so very warm today, so I'll not write a long letter. I didn't recieve a letter from you yesterday and I was so disappointed, as it was Sat. and I knew I couldn't ge a letter till Monday, but I am looking for a good, long letter then. Of course, as I told you in my other letter, I'll pardon you for not writing letters whil you are in Little Rock. Anna thought that was very funny about the pebble on the beach. It reminded me of the poetry about the beaches and the ancient peaches. Perhaps you have heard it.
They sat alone upon the beach
she was a somewhat ancient peach.
She shut her eyes this ancient miss,
Thinking he would steal a kiss.
But his was unheroic clay
And so he only stole away.
Now isn't that clever? I am almost as practical as Rev. Jones, Am I not?
I was with Ray and Lovey a while at Band Concert Friday evening, but it was so fierce for you not to be with us, that I believe I'll stay home next time. They never said anything about the pictures. I'd rather they would say something firs. I saw Maida Cole also on Fri. eve. She was with some of her relatives, but she side-tracked long enough to whisper to me that I looked lonesome. She surely knew what she was talking about. But I am doing the best I can to brace.
This is all I'll write this time.
Your loving wife,
Clara
Papa and Mamma send love. Mamma says to tell you to never get discouraged--that the world wasn't made in one day. Ha! Ha!
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Friday, June 27th 1913
My dear little hubby:--
I have just finished reading your letter. I am so glad that Uncle Sam sends our messages forth and back as speedy as he can, as I sure love to get your letters, and I want them as quickly as possible after they are written. Of course, I'll miss your letters while you are in Little Rock, but I will be alright if you just send cards while you are there, as I don't want you to use your eyes too much. then I want you to get out and get the fresh air after or between exams, but you will have to make up for lost time by writing very long letters when you return to Harrison.
The funniest thing. Papa said he was going to buy Annas rooster and give him to Jim and tell him that Anna sent it in return for the fish. You know we get so bloomin tired of that old rooster crowing. Their chickens have regular chorus rehersals every morning. I don't think people with neighbors so close should maintain a nuisance like that, but the trouble is, they are good friends of ours and we don't want to complain.
Mother's church ladies entertained yesterday at Mrs. Fuller's. They have a new bungalow on S. Davis, and they wanted me to read or send a pupil and, as I don't read anymore, I sent Anna Baqet [sp?] one of my pupils and they all said she did beautifully. Mamma went, but I did not. It was so very warm there. Besides, Papa ordered raspberries for pies early yesterday morning and they took them to the wrong house, so it was noon when we got them, so I made two pies after dinner [lunch] then helped Mamma get ready, so I was tired enough to stop for a few hours, as we had ironed in the morning a couple of hours.
Mrs. Frank Baird was here yesterday afternoon, and as usual when we have company she (Mrs Selby) began to rubber Mrs. Baird, and I was in the swing and she came out in the hot sun to fool with her plants and began squinting over. We were so tickled we could hardly keep from whooping. If we had had the whooping cough, we sure would have done so. I told her how she did. If it happened to be a boy in the swing, she said for me to do something that would get her so excited next time she was hanging over the blaustrade so she'd lose her balance and stand on her head or skin a cat. Mrs. S-- made a desperate effort to get in with Mrs. Baird when she first came here, but failed.
Carl and Hazel McKeehan's baby was born on Friday the 13th 1913. poor little boy, and with such a wild father. he seems to be alright now, I mean the baby, but Carl is not on the water wagon yet.
I though Allaback was engaged to Carmelita Quinn, and I noticed in the paper he was engaged to someone else. Zella told me they were engaged--I forgot to tell you about Mrs. S-- saying "shampoon" for shampoo, didn't I?
The Rebeccahs had a benefit at the Royal last night. Mother and I went. The show was good, but it was almost too warm to go in summer.--There was a fire at Shacklett's--Bondurant's store last night. I say Ray and Lovey and talkded a few minutes. Ray sure told you the truth. I do miss you so much, but try hard not to act too dissatisfied, as I promised Mamma if she would giver her consent for us to marry when we did, that I'd be better satisfied. So you see, I am compelled under the circumstances to be brave. But I'll admit it is a difficult task to act as if you were contented when there is some one that you are longing for, far away. I try to console myself with the fact that it will not always be that way dear, will it? And I hope you can come in August. When we get to-get6her for all the time we will just have to love the rader, fur the time we have lost, won't we, Honey?
I look at your picture every day and wish you were here. I am always thinking of you. I noticed wher Heart, of the Jan. class had Married Ella Johnson. Well, there is one June wedding that only a few K--people are wise about it ever happening. But I know of two that are. Bobby Wise and Margurite Wise. Don't you? They are wiser kids than they were before June 3rd. Ha!Ha!
Really, I have written a very long letter, so I'll close. Hope you get along fine in Little Rock and also with your Harrison Patients. you need to be congratulated.
Your loving wife,
Clara
Henry, if you are rooming where your office is, I am afraid that a fire might occur in the night and you would sleep too sound. Wish you would be very careful and write and tell me just how your room is located, so maybe I won't need to worry.
Clara
I have just finished reading your letter. I am so glad that Uncle Sam sends our messages forth and back as speedy as he can, as I sure love to get your letters, and I want them as quickly as possible after they are written. Of course, I'll miss your letters while you are in Little Rock, but I will be alright if you just send cards while you are there, as I don't want you to use your eyes too much. then I want you to get out and get the fresh air after or between exams, but you will have to make up for lost time by writing very long letters when you return to Harrison.
The funniest thing. Papa said he was going to buy Annas rooster and give him to Jim and tell him that Anna sent it in return for the fish. You know we get so bloomin tired of that old rooster crowing. Their chickens have regular chorus rehersals every morning. I don't think people with neighbors so close should maintain a nuisance like that, but the trouble is, they are good friends of ours and we don't want to complain.
Mother's church ladies entertained yesterday at Mrs. Fuller's. They have a new bungalow on S. Davis, and they wanted me to read or send a pupil and, as I don't read anymore, I sent Anna Baqet [sp?] one of my pupils and they all said she did beautifully. Mamma went, but I did not. It was so very warm there. Besides, Papa ordered raspberries for pies early yesterday morning and they took them to the wrong house, so it was noon when we got them, so I made two pies after dinner [lunch] then helped Mamma get ready, so I was tired enough to stop for a few hours, as we had ironed in the morning a couple of hours.
Mrs. Frank Baird was here yesterday afternoon, and as usual when we have company she (Mrs Selby) began to rubber Mrs. Baird, and I was in the swing and she came out in the hot sun to fool with her plants and began squinting over. We were so tickled we could hardly keep from whooping. If we had had the whooping cough, we sure would have done so. I told her how she did. If it happened to be a boy in the swing, she said for me to do something that would get her so excited next time she was hanging over the blaustrade so she'd lose her balance and stand on her head or skin a cat. Mrs. S-- made a desperate effort to get in with Mrs. Baird when she first came here, but failed.
Carl and Hazel McKeehan's baby was born on Friday the 13th 1913. poor little boy, and with such a wild father. he seems to be alright now, I mean the baby, but Carl is not on the water wagon yet.
I though Allaback was engaged to Carmelita Quinn, and I noticed in the paper he was engaged to someone else. Zella told me they were engaged--I forgot to tell you about Mrs. S-- saying "shampoon" for shampoo, didn't I?
The Rebeccahs had a benefit at the Royal last night. Mother and I went. The show was good, but it was almost too warm to go in summer.--There was a fire at Shacklett's--Bondurant's store last night. I say Ray and Lovey and talkded a few minutes. Ray sure told you the truth. I do miss you so much, but try hard not to act too dissatisfied, as I promised Mamma if she would giver her consent for us to marry when we did, that I'd be better satisfied. So you see, I am compelled under the circumstances to be brave. But I'll admit it is a difficult task to act as if you were contented when there is some one that you are longing for, far away. I try to console myself with the fact that it will not always be that way dear, will it? And I hope you can come in August. When we get to-get6her for all the time we will just have to love the rader, fur the time we have lost, won't we, Honey?
I look at your picture every day and wish you were here. I am always thinking of you. I noticed wher Heart, of the Jan. class had Married Ella Johnson. Well, there is one June wedding that only a few K--people are wise about it ever happening. But I know of two that are. Bobby Wise and Margurite Wise. Don't you? They are wiser kids than they were before June 3rd. Ha!Ha!
Really, I have written a very long letter, so I'll close. Hope you get along fine in Little Rock and also with your Harrison Patients. you need to be congratulated.
Your loving wife,
Clara
Henry, if you are rooming where your office is, I am afraid that a fire might occur in the night and you would sleep too sound. Wish you would be very careful and write and tell me just how your room is located, so maybe I won't need to worry.
Clara
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