Wednesday Nite.
9/9/25.

My dearest Walter:

I was sure enough lucky today as I received three letters from you. The pleasure of today made up for the disappointment in having to miss one yesterday. You are so good to write often and I send up a mental card of thanks every time I receive one of your letters. They are so soul-satisfying.

September 9, 1925 (Ina)

And the cards of scenes from the Beach were very very interesting to me. I always like to form a mental picture of the place where you are living, so I feel that, with these scenes, the pictures of the cottage and everything you have written me about things down there, I have a very good idea of what the place is like. Sweetheart, it makes me want to be down there with you awfully badly. I’m “crazy” to see you and, too, I am sure I would like it down on the Beach. It would be a fine place to begin our honeymoon. It would be an ideal place to be together with just ourselves. I will be happy with you anywhere, but I would be very glad if we could begin down there. However, if it happens that your work calls you elsewhere, we will be happy there too. Whatever happens, I think it will happen for the best.

Oh, yes, about the coffee. I am going to begin tomorrow morning to try to cultivate a taste for it. I’ll let you know about my progress, and if I don’t succeed, I will continue to drink cocoa, but I think it would be much nicer and more convenient for both of us to like coffee.

I have been helping Claudelle mark her clothes, linens etc. today so I have a fine coat of indelible ink on my fingers.

Wish I could be with you tonight. I’d be so happy. I love you, Sweetheart, more than I have ever loved, and more than I ever expect to love anyone.

Always, your devoted

Ina.

P.S. Best regards from “Mother Lewis” and all the family.