Monday Afternoon [14 July 1914]

My darling Husband,

How I would love to love you this very evening, and believe me, I could play that part fine. This time when you come, it will be the 2^nd act. Ha! Ha! With Bobby White and Marguerite Rand as best man and leading lady. I hope with a few rehearsals, they will play their parts better. Don’t you, dearest?

In fact, I am quite sure they will. But in all probability, it will take a few months to get it down pat. Ha! Ha! But when they do, Oh! There are going to be some good times sometime. So cheer up peaches and cream.

Honey bunch, be sure and come right home (here). You know where one of your homes is don’t you dearest? 311 N. Franklin St. I don’t want you to go to your uncle’s first, but you may call on them while you are in the city, but don’t stay there but one day. Come to me first. Mamma was saying last night that she didn’t want us to meet in the yard as if I happened to be in the swing and saw you. I would yell and attract attention then fly to you and we would both forget others were living in the neighborhood.—I suppose it is about 100 miles to Columbia, tho’ that is only a guess. I don’t know the population, but we will talk about and find out about every place we can when you come. I wish we could locate in Kansas City, Mo., but if you can’t now, perhaps you can later. That picture is a dandy thank you. But I don’t think you belong in any such place.

Ellen Sangster Griggs is here visiting, so I’ll not write very much. You and I can talk better anyway. The letters I rec’d today were great. I am sure the paper was alright—just so I hear from my darling boy. That is what I want.
Your loving wife,
Clara

Sunday [July 13, 1913]

Dear husband:--
I wish you were here today. I was out in the swing all morning. Did not go out on any expeditions as we didi last Sun. morning.

The Selby kids are practicing hymns. It would be a good idea if their mother would practice a few, but she knows how to inquire about Hims Ha! Ha!

Mamma and I went over to see Mrs. Uetz last night. She isn't any better, but she asked about Dr. Lay. She said she liked you so well. You must send some word to her in my letters. She said to tell you to come back, but she said, "I don't want him to take you away. I am afraid he will, won't he?" I told her no, you wouldn't; that when you came back it would be on a visit. We must go over a few minutes some eve. when you come. It will do her a world of good.

So many here were sick this past week, so I guess I wasn't the only one. Mamma was sick last night, but she is alright today.

I wonder what Pearl will say when she writes to you.

It seems terrible for your father not to know it, but there is so many children there, that I am afraid that they would write to everyone they knew here. Aren't you? If you come soon, we will announce it then we won't have to be careful. Have you decided sure that you can come? I do hope so, but you know best.

Mamma said all of the osteo's had a right to come to the convention as the "Old Dr." is not likely to be here if they should ever meet here again. They are coming from far and near. A great many are here now; came early to avoid the rush Ha! Ha! and, I suppose, take a few weeks vacation--when it stormed so here the other eve. I wished for you dearest. I felt as tho' the lightning couldn't strike me if I were in your arms. Really, isn't it wonderful the protection a husband is to his wife in so many ways. A woman is so much more dependant than a man. Don't you think so honey?

This is all of this part of my letter. Here are a dozen XXXXXXXXXXXX's

Your loving wife,
Clara Gibson Lay