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August 7, 1953

Bemis, Tenn. 8-7-53

Mr. W.E. Dove
Gambrills Md.

Your letter received and I don’t like misinterpreted words. First you try to make it sound like I thought Senie had lied to me. Read the letter again & see if that is right. I stated if you Affirm your statement is right, under same token you would [illegible] admit Senie was wrong [illegible] you and your mother don’t have same wording now who is right? As you know you should have sent me a copy of the will when it was written and by who witnessed and by who acknowledgement by who. Walter I’m not mad or threatening you as you know the Dove farm was under a heavy mortgage when Senie Bond married. She told me so and she is the one who cleared the debt as it stands it was a gift and you & Ethel are no more rights of Justice to all of it than I am, since you and Ethel have through some source took my part. I am now quoting[?] Revah Dec. 1946 said to me while we were on the front porch [illegible] you don’t know Walter & Ethel if Mama was to die they would take every thing here if they can and leave you and me out of the picture and neither of them don’t need [illegible] of it they never stayed here to try to work on it. So this end of quotation of Revah. I’m perfectly willing to meet you Revah Senie & Ethel at the Judgement Bar of God to answer why. Please read the Scripture citations here with enclosed.

J.D.S.

August 7, 1953

August 7, 1953

I’m not going to transcribe the enclosure. Here’s a scan.

August 7, 1953 (enclosure)

August 7, 1953 (enclosure)

September 18, 1925 (Ina)

Friday Night.
Sept. 18, 1925.

My dearest Walter:

We have been having fine showers just about all day today and you know how much like a boat in the middle of a big lake this house looks. However, we were tickled to death with both the boat and the lake except that I couldn’t help but wish and wish hard for either an airplane or a boat to carry me to the post office to get your letter. Mama said she had a mental picture of me if it were to rain for a week so that we couldn’t get in town. I suppose, in a case like that, something would just simply have to be done. However, the stars are shining now, so I think we can make it tomorrow. We really didn’t have a flood, you understand, but you know this road when it does rain.

September 18, 1925 (Ina)

September 18, 1925 (Ina)

You may have to wait until you have a holiday to read this and the other letter I am mailing at the same time.

Exactly twelve years ago this morning at five o’clock we “set sail” from Bogue Chitto to make our home in the “Wild West.” Worlds of things have happened since that morning, and little did I suspect at that time that in a dozen years I would be engaged to marry a man whose home was not many miles from ours in Mississippi. I wonder what would have happened if we hadn’t moved to Texas? I firmly believe I would have met you though, because I believe there is a Higher Power that arranges those things. It is interesting to think of how it all came about though, isn’t it?

I love you, Sweetheart, and that even more than I knew twelve years ago that I could love anyone. I’m so happy, and can hardly wait until tomorrow to get your letter.

Lots and lots of love,
From
Ina.

September 13, 1925 (Ina)

Sunday Nite
Sept. 13, 1925.

My dearest Sweetheart:

We have just returned from Church and it is rather late since the minister who preached this evening is not as prompt about closing the services on time as Bro. Campbell is. Our Union revival started this evening and there was quite a crowd in the large tent, many of the people having to stand. All the Protestant churches in town are taking part, and they have a Methodist evangelist and a Baptist singer. It was a splendid sermon with a few exceptions. Really, I am opposed to evangelists as a whole as they are too sensational and are sometimes rather rough I think. It may take that kind to stir some people, but, as a rule, I think such preaching has temporary results and there usually is a reaction. I don’t believe in scaring people into Heaven. As for me, give me the calm, sincere and true preaching of the Gospel.

September 13, 1925 (Ina)

September 13, 1925 (Ina)

Your letter of the 9th came this morning. Sweetheart, I didn’t intend for you to return Mr. Cavitt’s letter as I did not care about keeping it. I was mighty glad to know of your resolution to never die. I sincerely hope you’ll keep it. No, Dear, I haven’t any desire to be left a widow. My!! It gives me the “creeps” to even think of your ever getting sick even. I love you ‘most to death though. I’d give so much to be with you this very evening, and I get so happy when I “try” to realize that I am soon going to be with you for always.

Rest assured that you will always have the love of

Your
Ina.

July 20, 1925 (Ina)

Monday Nite
July 20, 1925.

My dearest Walter:

It is almost eleven o’clock but I want to say a few words to you before going to dreamland. In fact, I would give – oh, I don’t know how much if I could say lots and lots of words to you in person to-night. It is in the evening that I miss you most because that is when I have been with you most.

We (Mama, Papa, Claudelle and I) have just returned from a visit with Thelma and Bob and the children. We enjoyed the evening very much. They told us that Mr. and Mrs. Parman had just bought the place where Thelma and Bob are living. However, they expect to continue renting it I think. It surprised me a great deal when I heard of the purchase as I thought Mr. Parman was anxious to sell the home he and Mrs. Parman are in and that perhaps he was thinking of leaving Uvalde. He must feel settled here though.

July 20, 1925 (Ina)

July 20, 1925 (Ina)

Well, I suppose the clinic closed to-day and perhaps you are glad. I imagine you feel that you have enough material now on which to work for quite a while.

Your Thursday and Friday night letters came and I enjoyed every word of them. (I didn’t stop at reading them only once either). I know you are mighty busy and you are certainly doing well to write me as often as you do. That makes me appreciate the letters all the more.

Two weeks ago yesterday you left Uvalde and it seems ages and ages. I think of you and wish for you so very, very much and will be so happy when I can see you again and can be with you always.

Walter, I know you do think I go to church an awful lot. Mama thinks so too. She has threatened to send my trunk there so that it will be more convenient to attend all the services. But, seriously, the church here is the center of Claudelle’s and my social life as well as religious. In Uvalde if a girl doesn’t dance, there is no place for her to go except to the picture show, to church and church socials. Don’t misunderstand me by thinking I am placing the church as a last resort, because I’m not, but I am just explaining why I go so often. Of course, when we attend these services regularly, they give us responsibilities which make it almost necessary for us to attend regularly in order not to be a “shirker.” I enjoy the work and everything but would be equally happy without so much of it. I would not have the slightest intention of keeping up such a strenuous routine after I married, no matter whom I married (unless it were a minister, and I have never intended to do that), so you need not worry about my expecting to camp at the church. I think you understand the situation and I am sure we will not have any “falling out” on that score (or any other, are we?) I’ll prove it to you some time if you want me to.

Goodnight and pleasant dreams.

I love you lots and lots.

Always, your
Ina.

July 12, 1925 (Ina)

Sunday Night
July 12, 1925.

Dearest Walter:

I have just returned from my fourth religious service today, so I think my disposition should be sufficiently sweetened to be agreeable, at least by letter, don’t you think? We had our church service on the roof of our new educational building this evening, and, due to the fact that we had a nice shower this afternoon it was so cool that a light wrap was very comfortable. Mr. Schofield, rector of the Episcopal church here, preached a very interesting sermon, and that, together with the cool breezes etc., made everyone enjoy the service very much. It would have been much more pleasant for me tho if you had been there right by the side of me. Just a week ago you left Uvalde but really it seems like months to me. I sincerely hope that every week will not be as long as this one has seemed.

July 12, 1925

July 12, 1925

Your New Orleans letter was in the box this A.M. and I enjoyed every word of it thoroughly. I appreciated the fact that you wrote before you reached your destination because it would have seemed like such a long time to me. The magazines came also, and I appreciated them. Claudelle and I have been enjoying reading them this afternoon.

I have read the little booklet “Can America Remain American?” that you sent and I think it is splendid. Such a lecture makes a person want to be more patriotic, loyal and true. I like literature of that kind. I think the Teacher’s Training Book you sent is fine. It seems to be such a thorough course that I expect to study it just that way. I have already studied the first lesson. You see, I try to spend at least fifteen minutes every day in Bible study, so I can use this course and do it systematically. The other little book you sent is full of good information. I expect to use it now when I need it and also will put it in my “hope chest” for future reference.

Today I received a letter from Hugh Cavitt (the bee inspector, you know) written at Hempstead, Long Island and he wrote as though it was my last chance to offer an explanation since this was his third letter to me since he left Uvalde, and he had received a reply to none. For some unknown reason this is the first that I have received. He must have trusted them to someone else to mail and they failed to do so. I had wondered at his silence since he had insisted so that he was going to write me as soon as he arrived in Holland, Texas, his home.

I also had a letter from Jane Latham, the young school teacher who stayed at Mrs. Hollifield’s and whose home is in Poutota, Miss. She is now in the University of Arkansas at Fayetteville Ark. She is having a good time I think. She seems to be afraid that she cannot be with me long after she returns to Uvalde to teach this fall. Somehow she has gotten the impression that I might be in Florida this winter. It is purely supposition on her part I am sure, as I haven’t written her anything to that effect. As far as I know, she doesn’t know that I have the ring. Of course someone else may have written her something about seeing it. You know how those things go.

Walter, I appreciate your not trying to get acquainted with the pretty girls on the train. It is mighty easy on a trip like that to make new acquaintances, but I am glad you didn’t. I am going to try to be just as true to you as you are to me. The other young men don’t interest me anymore. You are the One in whom I am interested and I love you ‘most to death.

I surely do like the idea of having a room in our own home while in Dallas. I am sure I would like it and the little boy wouldn’t bother me in the least. My, I get so thrilled and happy every time I think of our trip, our home, and especially you.

Oh, I do love you ever so much.

Lots of love,
Ina.

November 30, 1924

Sunday A.M.

My Dear Ina,

I expected you to write me a pretty severe letter and I almost dreaded to read it, for I felt guilty of having been quite mean in writing. However, I was not aware that it had been so long. I was at West Palm Beach only a day when I returned and that probably accounts for the fact that I did not fill my promise in writing from there. I was rushed when I returned to Jax and I am sure that I did not write a letter of any nature until I reached Washington. But just the same it was mean of me to have waited so long and I deserved a good calling for it. Instead, you wrote a most wonderful letter and you don’t know how much I appreciated it nor how much it is helping.

November 30, 1924

November 30, 1924

You were quite right in saying that I could not be sure of myself in so short a time. I am not sure, and that is where your letter helps me. You seem to understand me and my dilemma. I know that everything will come out for the best, and I always feel that things happen for the best. The Supreme Being has a way of doing things that we cannot always understand. The fact that I met you and learned to care so much in so short a time, and that our ideas seemed so perfect in harmony, was no doubt more than a coincidence or happening. You haven’t heard me say anything about religion but in a large manner I believe in predestination. The Bible certainly teaches it in the case of Judas. I cannot believe that everything is predestined, but I do believe that through our conscience we are influenced by a Divine Plan. I believe we are held accountable for violating what our conscience dictates to us.

You have been an inspiration to me and you don’t know how much I really do care for you. I really feel that I love you best, but I believe that the other loves me more. Of course you and I have been together very little and I doubt if you can tell whether or not that you love me. My hope is that I can be with you more and then we will be more sure of ourselves. I had planned on seeing you Christmas, but it has developed that my work here will keep me going until after that time. I have worked every evening since I’ve been here and holidays too, except Thanksgiving when I had dinner with Dr. and Mrs. Roark. Mr. Bishopp writes that it would be fine to attend the meeting of the American Association of Economic Entomologists which will be held here during the Christmas holidays. I know that I can’t possibly finish the sectioning and staining before that time, so I’ll plan to attend the meeting. I came up without an overcoat as I expected to get through shortly, but am writing Mr. Laake to ship it to me. I had really planned on seeing you, Dear, and am disappointed. I hope you will believe me. Maybe I can run down for a few days during the early part of the year, that is if you feel that you would like to see me. If you don’t care to see me I would appreciate your telling me.

The sections of skin removed from patients in Florida have been brought here and I am working under Dr. White and am doing my own sectioning. They are first put through a number of solutions and then embedded in paraffin blocks. From these blocks I use a machine to cut the sections, which are mounted on slides in the order that they occur in the skin specimen. They are then subjected to 15 various treatments and stains, so that the complete structure can be studied microscopically. It is a tedious task and when they are completed I’ll probably have 20,000 sections for study. I wanted to give you an idea of what I was doing.

The appropriation bill has not passed as yet and we will not know until about April, but a request was made by Dr. K.S. with endorsements of the State and City Health boards. The Senator promised support, so no doubt but that we will get enough to do some good work in Florida another year. I believe the station will be permanent when it is established for there are a number of problems to be worked out by our Bureau on the line we are following.

I certainly enjoyed the work down there and I like the climate year round.

I am enclosing a newspaper account which we ran about the time I left Florida. It isn’t complete by any means and couldn’t be at this stage of the study. We also reported at the Southern Med. Meeting at New Orleans last week. I’ll send a copy of it when it is published.

You do understand me, Dear, and I hope you will be patient with me. I’ll try and not disappoint you again, for it hurts to know that I did not keep my word about writing from W. Palm Beach.

You are wonderful and your letters are an inspiration.

Sincerely,
Walter

Clipping in separate envelope.

Government Experts Finish Study of Creeping Eruption (clipping)

Government Experts Finish Study of Creeping Eruption (clipping)

October 19, 1924

Sunday Afternoon.
Oct 19, 1924.

Dear Walter:

Your letter came as a relief, and it made me happy again. I had already figured how long it would take you to receive my letter, and then how long it would be before I could receive a reply. Your letter came exactly the hour I expected it, and it certainly saved me a great disappointment by its being on time. When I mailed my last letter to you I almost felt like doing as our Court house janitor’s little four year old son did a few days ago. The little boy’s Aunt at Yoakum, Texas had just sent his mother some pretty red beads, and nothing would do but that the mother must write the aunt at once to send the little boy some beads too. They sent him down to the postoffice alone to mail the letter. That was at eleven o’clock in the morning – noon came, but the little boy did not return. His parents searched, but he was nowhere to be found. Finally, about three-thirty in the afternoon, Son came home. When they asked him where on earth he had been so long his reply was “Well, I was just waitin’ for my beads.” So I felt very much like sitting in the post office and waiting for a reply to the letter I had just written. I suppose you thought I was foolish for writing such a letter, but I hope you will forgive me for it. That was just the way I was feeling, and just the way I would have talked to you had you been here, so I just wrote it. I want you to know that I appreciated the letter you wrote in reply, and appreciate your frankness in telling me of the things that thappened while you were living in Aberdeen. I sincerely hope that the whole affair will turn out for the best.

October 19, 1924

October 19, 1924

Mr. and Mrs. Parman returned from their Tenn. visit two days ago and reported a “grand and glorious” time. They were gone only two weeks, and a high school boy here took care of things while they were gone. None of the entomologists from out of town came for special work while they were gone. Mr. and Mrs. Parman came by this morning and asked all of us to go up in the canyons with them to spend the day, but Claudelle and I had some special church work today, Papa was out of town, and Mama didn’t want to go without us, so we didn’t accept the invitation.

The Baptists have been having a big revival for the past week, and we have been enjoying it very much. I think a revival of the “old time religion” is the finest thing in the world for Uvalde right now. There seems to be so much hatred and strife among the people here and some people refuse to speak to each other – all on account of political differences. It is a terrible condition of affairs, and I can’t help but believe that this revival will do a great deal toward re-uniting them.

No, we haven’t moved yet. I think it will be the first of November before we go. We went up to the ranch a few days ago and think we will like it fine after the house is repaired some. We are very anxious to get out there so that we can begin to make it look more like someone is interested in making it look home-like. The weeds are about waist high in the yard, part of the fence is down, the doorsteps are almost down, and dozens of other things need repairing.

Walter, it makes me awfully happy every time I think of your coming Christmas. It seems like an age since you were here, but really it will have been only about six months Christmas since I first met you. That is a half year though, isn’t it. Anyhow, I surely will be glad when the time comes.

I must hurry and mail this so it will get off on the next train.

Sincerely,
Ina