Monday Night 9/7

My Dear Sweetheart,

‘Tis Labor Day but we did not take a holiday. There were auto races and big crowds. The restaurant was crowded this noon and evening. I did not go in the surf, but Dr. White joined the multitude.

We are to spend tomorrow A.M. in Jax. Have some work and will also see some small acreage tracts with Dr. White. I rather think that he will invest in some. I believe that they are good investments, but it will require a few years before he will realize a profit. If we were to live near here, I believe they would be good for us but I don’t believe it would be the right thing just now. Must keep in mind that we will want to live where we invest.

September 7, 1925 (Walter)

Dr. White will leave Thursday afternoon, but will spend Wed PM with his niece. His work here is about over. The latter part of his stay has been very agreeable and after we had an understanding things seemed to go better. We have not proven that we have the host of “Aggie” but it certainly looks favorable at the present time. Will tell you all about when I am with you, Dear. I hope to hear from Mr. Bishopp before I go down the state. It would give me a better idea as to what I should do down there. If I am to return to Dallas, I’ll spend a little more time down there on this trip.

I did not get a letter yesterday or today, but they will probably come together tomorrow. It is a lot of fun to get several in one day.

Sweetheart, I have not seen a girl down here whom I could compare with you. They don’t grow as pretty. I’ve tried to find some-one whom I could point out to Dr. White so that he would know what you look like but there is no such one except yourself. I realized this a long time ago but I was in hopes that I could give him a pretty good idea. You are the only Ina and the only one I love. Gee, but I love you. The best part of it, is that I know that you care for me too, Dear. There won’t be any jealousy in our family, for I believe both of us can be trusted. I have unlimited confidence in you.

I love you Dear and only God knows how much.

Always your,
Walter.