Beach. Thursday Nite.

My Dear Sweetheart,

Your letter of Sunday Night came this noon and while it was a good one and I enjoyed it, I was sorry to know that you had a cold. I hope that you feel OK before now. It was a wise thing to stay away from church Sunday as the churches are often poorly heated.

December 10, 1925

I expect to go to Jax tomorrow if I can get my work in shape. Had a letter from Mr. Laake today to the effect that Mr. Bishopp will leave Columbus the 19th for Dallas. He is bringing the family home for Xmas. Mrs. Roark told me that Bitsie (Mr. Bishopp’s daughter) did not like the idea of having a negro in her class at school.

The time is drawing near, and I am mighty happy too Dear. I love you so much.

Your
Walter.