Sunday AM 10/26.*
My Dear Sweetheart,
Your letter of last Sunday which was the third attempt almost knocked me “Coo Coo.” I had no idea that you could have felt that way. I certainly didn’t intend to have you feel that I loved you less. I love you just as much as one could and that is more than I thought I could love anyone. You certainly let your imagination run away with you Dear, and I cannot understand it.
I want to ask if you received a letter from Miss Hulett in South Dakota. If so, I can understand why you have felt this way. Don’t pay any attention to what she might have said. I kept getting letters from her, sometimes they were sent to my mother, so I wrote her that I was engaged to a Miss Lewis of Uvalde. I did not hear from her again. But she has been writing my mother so much that she might have written you so as to give me another slap in the back. I would not be surprised to know that she had written you telling what a mean individual that I am. I only hope that you will discount what she says if she has written to you. Remember one thing that I was not engaged to her, though both she and her mother felt that I belonged to that family. They are peeved at me now and may try to take an underhand advantage of me. They wouldn’t care if it did hurt you or me. I can’t help but feel that you must have had a letter from her. If so, I hope you will ignore and discount anything they might have told you.
I know that my letters have not been as long as usual but it was not because I did not love you as much as ever. I love you with all my heart, Sweetheart, and I am anxious to have you with me always.
It is mighty easy to have a misunderstanding in writing and I hope that we already know one another so well that we will not let anything come between us. If I could only spend this evening with you I am sure that you woiuld feel that my love is just as strong for you as ever. Believe me, I sure do love you and when I can have you with me always I’ll be mighty happy. I’d feel much better if I could take you to a home of our own and to know that we were going to be there all the time. It looks more favorable now than ever and as well as I can see, it looks as though Jax would be about as good a location for the work as any place. I would have to do some field work down the state but we could go down there together and I believe we would enjoy it for a short period once in a while.
Mrs. Mc has had several people look at her cottage and one of them is coming again Monday morning. $3500 is the consideration with furnishings. I was in hopes that we could live here until March 1st and during that time could locate what we want and get things in shape for our return about June 1st. If she sells the people will want to live here and I’ll have to find another place.
With a real sweet kiss and with all my love, I am,
Yours always,
Walter.
* Right day, wrong date again.