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June 13, 1926

Sunday 12:30 PM.

My Dear Honey Bunch,

Your letter including one from Thelma Lee came this morning. It was mighty sweet of her to write. I am marking the date on it and will keep it to show her when she is a young lady. Your letter was a real sweet one, Dear. It seems like a year to me, too.

June 13, 1926

Dr. Roark and I called on the Bakers last night and played cards some but visited most of the time. This noon (1:30) we eat dinner with the Bishopps. At 6 o’clock we are going with Mr. & Mrs. Laake & Mr. & Mrs. Fudge for a picnic lunch. Seems like a lot of going for your hubby. I can’t say that I like it, but there is no way to get away from it without being rude. We will probably enjoy it when we get started. There is just one person in the world whom I’d like to see and that is my Honey Bunch. I never want to be separated from you again. Just as soon as I can get things in shape so that I can leave I expect to come for you. I don’t know whether Bish wants me to help out on their problem or not. He probably does, but I am not interested in it. Will feel him out today.

I love you Sweetheart with all my heart and I’ll see you just as soon as I can.

Always,
Walter.

June 12, 1926

Sat Nite 7:30 PM.

My Dear Honey Bunch,

We have just returned from dinner. Dr. Roark and I are going up to Bakers about 8 o’clock. Tomorrow at 1:30 we will eat dinner with the Bishopps.

June 12, 1926

This PM I gave your car a coat of blue which I believe is about the same shade as the original color. During the week I have been using sandpaper and it looks as though it will be a fair job. The garage is not very tight and the dust settles on it some but I doubt if it affects it very much. I gave the wheels the same shade of blue. Apparently they were blue, judging from the color when I sandpapered. I am not doing anything to the black metal work, but will polish so that it looks OK with the fresh painting. Don’t expect too much as I am not an expert auto painter. The job is not perfect by any means but I believe it looks better. I hope that you will not be disappointed.

Had a note from Dr. Larimer thanking for a C.E. reprint. He sends his regards to you, also.

The Fulford letter does not tell us much but we should have a letter from the Realty Co. with an idea of the sale price.

Sweetheart, I certainly do love you and I never want to be separated from you again. It seems ages since you left. I try to keep busy and that helps some but nothing can take the place of being with my sweetheart. I love you love you love you.

Your, Walter.

P.S. Dr. Roark and I found the lighted fountain in Oak Cliff last night. It is very fine. Am sorry that you and I did not locate it.

June 11, 1926

Friday 1PM. The Lab.

My Dear Little Girl,

Your real sweet letter came this morning as usual and you don’t know how much they mean to me. Mrs. Bucklin also phoned this morning to find out how the “Little Dove” was getting along. Says that she certainly misses you. She hasn’t worked lately. Was going to see a physician but said that she wasn’t seriously ill. Mrs. Pettit’s number is 4502 Columbia.

June 11, 1926

Dear, I knew that I was going to miss you and I intended to keep it to myself but it can’t be done. I hope that we will never be separated again. It helps to visit with Dr. Roark etc. but I am lost when it is meal time and also in the evenings when I should be with you.

I have one lesion on my arm which is quite distinct but it has the reddish appearance and is not yet elevated sufficiently. The hot weather helps. This is not a new one but one I had a month ago when we walked down to the Buckner Park. It has required a much longer period than usual, which I attribute to the cooler weather. I am greatly encouraged as it came from the mites.

8 PM-

Am at P.O. so will close.

I love you Dear with all my heart.

Your
Walter

Am enclosing a letter from Alvis.

June 10, 1926

June 10. Thurs Nite – The Lab.

My Dear Sweetheart,

I have just written to Mother Dove and I came very near addressing this letter to Roxie, Miss. That accounts for the erasure on the envelope. I certainly do not like the idea of being separated from my “Honey Bunch.” I haven’t told you how much I miss you, but the past week seems like ages. I didn’t know that a week could seem so long. I realize how much Mother Lewis missed you when we were married.

June 10, 1925

Dr. Roark and I drove to Owenwood and the Fair Park after supper, and then by the post office. Your letter came this AM so I did not expect one tonight, but he had one from Mrs. Roark. I have had lots of visits with him recently. He is somewhat disappointed that Bish did not have the work going. Dr. Roark has been here ten days and Bish has not yet gotten the materials. I told him that he should not blame Laake or Brundy as they would have had things going if it had been left to them.

This PM I printed pictures from 1 to 5 PM. Have been at this during the past three afternoons. Most of them were Mr. Parman’s & many of them were ones that I made down there last summer. The C.E. infection looks more encouraging since the hot weather began. I believe that my physical exercise helped some.*

Friday AM.

Good morning. I hope you slept well. I did. Am waiting for Dr. Roark & we will eat. He and Laake are golfing again this A.M.

I love you lots and lots & lots.

Your
Walter

* To see if his hypothesis about the cause of creeping eruption (larva migrans) was right, Walter tried to give himself a case of it. He inoculated his arm with a pure isolate of the nematode he thought was responsible. In upcoming letters he’ll be talking about the progress of this self-experiment.

June 8, 1926

The Lab. Tues 5:45 PM.

My Dear Little Girl,

Have been printing photos all the afternoon. When I came upstairs a few minutes ago your letter was on my desk. Mr. Seaton probably brought it up. It is a real sweet one. All of yours are, and I enjoyed every second of it. Nothing would please me more than to be in Uvalde now, and your descriptions etc of Mother Lewis’s dinners make me hungry too.

June 8, 1926

Mrs. Laake is feeling pretty good today. Her illness was not serious. No one is alarmed. She was very pleasant last evening and visited with us until quite late (10 o’clock). She certainly thinks a lot of you. Mrs. Geary expressed the same sentiment. Mrs. Laake told me how lucky I was to get such a dear little wife, just as if I did not know it. Ernest & Dr. Roarke are going out for golf tomorrow morning. Meet at 6:30 AM. I rather like the game but that is too early. Mrs. Laake intends to learn after Ernest has gotten on to it pretty good. She wants to reduce and thinks it might help her. All of the Lab bunch eat lunch at the barbecue stand on Carroll and Columbia. The sandwiches are good but not as good as the ones we had on our picnics.

It was mighty sweet of Thelma to write a note in your letter. You can just bet that I’ll be down there as soon as I can arrange it. It seems ages since I saw you. Dr. Roark and I are together quite a bit.

Sweetheart, “there ain’t no tellin'” how much I do love you.

With all my love and also to the folks, I am,

Always your,
Walter.

June 6, 1926

The Lab. 8:30 PM. Sun Nite.

My Dear Sweetheart,

Believe me, I was getting anxious to hear from you and had I not heard today, I would have phoned tonight. Your letter came this PM. I read it several times. You don’t know how glad I was to get it. It seems like you have been away a mighty long time.

June 6, 1926

Last night I had dinner with Smith at a Mrs. Aikens. It was a very good dinner and I enjoyed it, but I couldn’t help but think of you. Dr. Roark and I are eating at Mrs. O’Callaghan’s. I started this morning. Both meals were up to her standard, except for the coffee.

Today I crated the two chests and case of books. Also boxed most of the packages. It will be a few days before I ship them as I also have some stuff at the Lab to ship with them. Found some lumber to replace the strips I spoiled when I uncrated them. I believe that they are in good shape.

The news clipping re Fulford lot is interesting and probably explains why I did not get an answer to my inquiry. If they have gone into the hands of a receiver, the lot is worth much more than what we are paying. The improvements already established, and the fact that the company are bonded for the hotel and public buildings makes it OK. We are too close to those buildings to be holding a sack. I am writing the Miami East Coast Realty tonight.

The top of your car looks the same as before the hail storm. The dents were also removed without marring the finish.

I love [you] Dear, no one knows how very much.

With a sweet goodnight,

Your
Walter.

June 5, 1926

Saturday 5PM.

My Dear Sweetheart,

The enclosed letter from Mrs. Stampley is self explanatory. I have written to her for both of us but if you care to write it would be nice. It is not necessary. I am a poor hand to offer sympathy, but I did the best I could in a letter.

June 5, 1926

The sleeping porch was very comfortable and I enjoyed it last night. Lee left last evening for a visit over the week end, but will be with me almost constantly when he returns. Dr Roark and I are going to take breakfast and dinner at Mrs. O’Callaghan’s. She says that she doesn’t love me anymore. She didn’t know that we were married or in the city. Don’t know how I’ll explain. Wish you could have known her.

This AM I checked out with the Gas Co. & Light Co. Also paid Sangers & the North Texas Trust Co. Left the car for the top repair. I couldn’t bring it to Uvalde with the top patched like that. Am having a new strip put in.

Have no exciting news. Things at the Lab are about as usual.

No doubt I’ll get your letter tomorrow morning. Am anxious to know if you arrived safely.

I love you Dear, with all my heart.

Yours,
Walter.

Walter and Ina, Sometime in 1926

Walter and Ina, sometime in 1926. The car behind them is the Willys-Knight that Ina won in a newspaper-selling contest in 1924.

May 7, 1926 (Walter to Ina’s parents)

4505 Columbia Ave.
Dallas, Texas.
May 7, 1926.

My Dear Mother Lewis,

It was not my intention to wait until Mothers’ Day to write to you. I always have the feeling that Ina writes for both of us and that letters addressed to either of us belong to both of us. I know that Ina must have told you that both of us are happy. I want you to know that I am as happy and as proud of my wife as one could be. Some one frequently compliments her to me, and I know that I am not the only one who knows how lucky I was to get such a wonderful girl. When I think of all her good qualities, and all of hers are good, I realize that most of the credit is yours.

May 7, 1926 (Walter to Ina's parents)

Hoping that Mothers’ Day will be a bright one for you, and with love, I am,

Always your,
Walter.

P.S. by Mama,
Yes it was terrible about the A&M boy. Tell Lois to be careful how she encourages Bert, and you and Lucille do be careful about the Bus Driver.

January 3, 1926 (Ina to her family)

Stationery from the Hotel Metropole, Waco, TX.

Waco, Texas, Jan. 3 1926.

Dearest Mama and All:

Before leaving this morning we want to assure you that we are still “upon this earth” and as happy as larks. We have thought and talked of you all lots but remembered that you would not expect to hear from us until we arrived in Dallas.

January 3, 1926 (Ina to her family)

We have had a wonderful trip and lots of fun – will write details later – and are looking forward to getting home (Dallas). We left New Orleans on the Sunset Limited Friday P.M. at 12:10 and arrived in San Antonio at 4:30 A.M. (unearthly hour, but not ‘specially bad!) Saturday, and left S.A. in the car before daylight, driving in the rain all day and arriving here just at dark last night. The roads were pretty good and we had lots of fun.

We enjoyed our visit with Walter’s people so much and they were so nice to us. I’m in love with all of them (yes, Claudelle, with the handsome unmarried brother too) and they are all just as sweet as they can be. And good things to eat!!! I never saw the like. If I stayed there I’m afraid I’d look more like Mrs. Walter Graham than Mrs. Walter Dove.

No, we will not go to Sunday school today nor Epworth League either.

We spent a few hours with Aunt Ophelia’s folks in Jackson and Aunt Bertha and Ted in Meridian. Will write you about it later.

How is the trade? We are hoping the man has bought the ranch by now.

Tell Thelma, Bob, Mrs. Ball, babies and all that this is for them too.

Will write when we get settled in Dallas.

Lots & lots of love to all.
Your “children??”
Walter & Ina.

Box 208,
Dallas.