Friday Night.
July 24, 1925
My dearest Walter:
Just a few words before saying goodnight. Mama, Claudelle and I have been enjoying a visit with Mr. and Mrs. Parman, or rather, Mrs. Parman because Mr. Parman was already asleep when we arrived. We had quite a bit of running around to do before going there so it was rather late. It is now after eleven o’clock.
Mrs. Parman spoke of you a number of times during the evening. She told us of receiving a letter from you and she seemed to be very much pleased over it. In fact, she is very much pleased over our affair and especially in the fact that she was the means of bringing about the acquaintance. We are truly grateful to her, aren’t we? This was the first visit we had made them since you left. I couldn’t help but think of how badly I hated to see you leave that last afternoon you and I were there. Everything there to-night reminded me of the pleasant hours we had spent together.
Mrs. Parman read us part of a letter she had received from Mrs. Laacke (I don’t remember how to spell it). She wrote of your visit with her and how she had enjoyed it. She also seemed to be very much pleased over our engagement. She said she thought you had lived long enough without happiness. The same applied to me too, I suppose. They are not half as “tickled” as we, are they? I like Mrs. Laacke very much. She said she thought her husband had decided never to come home. Mrs. Parman thinks they will be in Reagan Wells until about the middle of August. They are finding lots of work there to do. She also says Mr. Parman is kept very busy. I wish you could have been here that long, in a way, but still I am glad for you to be in Florida so that you can finish there sooner and then come back.
I love you ever so much.
Goodnight and sweet dreams.
Yours always,
Ina.
Saturday Afternoon
July 25, 1925
My dearest Walter:
I am writing you early today as we are leaving at 4:30 for Hondo where we are to go as delegates to a meeting of the Southern Pacific Federation of Leagues. They are going to give us a reception tonight, we are to have several services tomorrow and the Uvalde League is to furnish the Sunday evening program. They appointed me the leader for the evening so I am having a rather hard time trying to find enough to serve on the program so that I will not have a talk to make. The first part of the hour is to be taken up with an Epworth League program as it should not be given, and the latter part with the same subject, same speakers etc. in a program as it should be given. Whether there will be much difference in the two, I don’t know. There are about fifteen Uvalde Leaguers going in cars. I am “chaperoning” several in the Willys-Knight. In fact, I am the only “grown up” going so I suppose I’ll have to behave in order to set a good example.
Honey, do you get tired having me talk League work? If you do, please tell me and I’ll hush. Honestly, I’m not crazy on the subject. When I tell you of where I go and what I do I have to bring it in often because about all the places I go are connected with it. When we are married it will be diferent. My principal interests will be different.
I wonder where you are and what you are doing this afternoon. I know you are busy as can be on something.
I miss you, long for you, think of you and love you all the time.
Love,
Ina.