September 22, 1925 (Ina)

Tuesday Night.
Sept. 22, 1925.

My dearest Walter:

Your “just before fishing” letter came today and I enjoyed it lots even though it did happen to be a short one. I am sure you and Dr. K.S. enjoyed your fishing trip. I think it is good for you to go off and leave your owrk for an outing like that once in a while. It doesn’t pay to stick too closely to work all the time, even though we sometimes feel we shouldn’t leave it, because we often save a great deal of time by forgetting it for a while in a trip out in the country and then returning with renewed energy and refreshed mind to take it up again with greater ability than we would have had if we had plodded along almost to the extent of nervous prostration. In the office I have often worked and puzzled and figured for hours and hours on one particular phase of the work, finally striking a “stump” that seemed so difficult while I was in that exhausted state of mind that I felt it would be impossible to solve it. However, if I would take a walk to the post office or even take up a new line of work that was not so difficult, I could soon return to the original problem and solve it almost immediately. It is the same way with sewing or anything. There is no doubt but that recreation is a time saver when not indulged in to excess, and I certainly know you don’t do that, Dear.

September 22, 1925 (Ina)

September 22, 1925 (Ina)

I was interested in what you said about Dr. White’s letter and our engagement. Since you mentioned it I believe Mr. Webb was the one who was here with Dr. Hunter. Mrs. Parman told me his name in a conversation we had over the ‘phone after they left, and, as well as I remember, that was the name. She told me that she had told Dr. Hunter of our engagement, and that he had said you were a “fine fellow.” No doubt Mr. Webb was present when she told him.

Sweetheart, would it shock you so terribly much if I were to tell you right here and now that I loved you? Prepare for it, ’cause I do love you. You have first place in the heart of

Your own loving
Ina.