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August 27, 1925 (Ina)

Thursday Nite
Aug. 27, 1925.

My dearest Walter:

It was late when I returned from down town so we left the house at dark this evening and took our walk by moonlight. The moon was bright enough for us to be able to see snakes if there had been any, but when we returned Mama had resolved for us that we shouldn’t take any more walks after dark since the Mexican man who has been on the Hollifield ranch (that joins ours) for about a month had just told her that he had killed fourteen rattlesnakes there during his stay. It was nice of him to kill them before they came over to see us, don’t you think?

August 27, 1925 (Ina)

August 27, 1925 (Ina)

Thelma and I have been making calls this afternoon. It is something that I don’t indulge in often – not nearly as often as I should. I always enjoy it when I get started, but it takes me a long time to get started.

The account of your Saturday afternoon hunt was very interesting. An experience similar to that adds interest to life, don’t you think? The last excitement I had along such lines was our experience in the storm. However, I suppose yours of Saturday was a little lacking in romance, was it not?

Sweetheart, I am glad you took the idea of the church wedding so nicely. It was mighty sweet of you not to object, so, with your permission, we will plan it that way. It really will be a lot more convenient and I am glad you can see it that way too. As far as I can see now, it will not be necessary to have a reception afterwards. If we are still living out here it seems to me that it would be quite a distance to come after the ceremony just for a short reception. I have not decided yet whether or not to be married in a traveling suit. In case I should not, I could very easily change clothes at Thelma’s. I want you to feel free to express your opinion on anything in regard to the wedding because it is your wedding as much as it is mine, you know. It makes it seem more like a reality when we begin planning things definitely and I get so happy and enthusiastic.

Yes, Dear, I understand your explanation of your work, our possible locations etc. and it was very interesting to me. I think you are wise in studying the situation carefully before deciding definitely what you want to do. I am sure it will all come out all right and that we are going to be happily located somewhere.

I love you Sweetheart, worlds and worlds and want so much to see you. I think of you most all the time.

Your devoted
Ina.

August 25, 1925 (Ina)

Tuesday Nite.
Aug. 25, 1925.

My dearest Walter:

It is now fifteen minutes until twelve, and we have just returned from a party so I will just say “Hello-o,” good night and sweet dreams and

I love you.

Your sleepy,
Ina.

August 25, 1925 (Ina)

August 25, 1925 (Ina)

Wednesday.

Dearest Walter:

Yes, it was a League party and everyone seemed to have had a good time. It was given as a farewell party honoring Gladys, Alberta, Nina Mae and Bobby Odom who are moving away tomorrow.

I didn’t have a letter yesterday but I received two the day before so I feel duly grateful for them. One of them was my yesterday’s letter that just arrived a day ahead of time. You are so good about writing and Sweetheart, I love you for that and everything else.

Yours always,
Ina.

August 14, 1925 (Ina)

Friday Nite
Aug. 14, 1925.

My dearest Walter:

We reached the top of the hill this evening in time to see the sun set and it was gorgeous. I don’t see how Nature can clothe herself in so many beautiful colors. Such a scene as that gives a person such a quiet, peaceful and restful feeling. But, Dear, it made me long for you because it reminded me of the many happy evenings this summer when I sat in the swing and watched the sun set while I was waiting for you to come. In fact, there are very few occasions on which I don’t think of you and then when I wish for you so much that I get lonesome I console myself by realizing that you will be returning before so very long and we hope we shall never be separated so long again, don’t we? Yes, my day’s work is interesting, especially so when I am working on something for my “hope chest,” but even that does not keep it from being hard to wait to see you.

August 14, 1925 (Ina)

August 14, 1925 (Ina)

I am glad you have found some work for Dr. White that will make a more agreeable working companion out of him. I sincerely hope you have found the thing you have been working for this summer, and I am especially glad that you were responsible for leading up to it. Here’s wishing you every success possible.

Goodnight and sweet dreams and all my love.

Yours always,
Ina.

Saturday Afternoon.
Aug. 15, 1925.

My dearest Walter:

I wonder what you are doing this typical summer afternoon. I have just had a nice nap, and although it was very warm I feel very much refreshed. I suppose while I was sleeping you were as busy as a bee. I imagine that it is cooler and more pleasant to work there than it is here.

I notice in the “Uvalde Leader News” that all the Reagan Wells people have returned to Dallas except Dr. and Mrs. Roark. He has gone to Washington but she is going to remain at the Wells until cooler weather. She must like it up there very much. I suppose she doesn’t get lonesome as the paper states that there are a number of guests at the

The rest of this letter is currently missing. I’ll append it to this post if it turns up somewhere in the rest of the series.

hotel now. I imagine it is much cooler there now than it is in Uvalde.

I also notice int his week’s issue of the “Leader News” that it is going to begin another automobile contest soon. “A big automobile Free! Easy!!” “Win a handsome car during your leisure hours the next few weeks,” “Just a little perseverance and the automobile is yours!” etc. etc. You know how they advertise. It almost makes me sick to think of anyone having to go through all that work, worry and mental anguish that I had to go through. They have already asked me to enter, but I asked them to please count me out. Good luck to those who want to try it but never again for me! I am mighty glad I entered the other because I won, but the uncertainty is terrible. My one successful experience satisfies me completely for all the years to come.

Claudelle is going down town now so I must rush this.

I love you, I love you, I love you.

Yours forever,
Ina.

August 10, 1925 (Ina)

Monday Night.
Aug. 10, 1925.

My dearest Walter:

I was sorry today when I read in your Thursday’s letter that another day had passed and you had not heard from me. The trouble must be in the office of Dr. K.S. as I have written you every day since you left with the exception of the Sunday we went to Hondo. It is true that I don’t always get it off on the first train, and I sometimes mail two letters in one, but I don’t see how you could miss two days in succession except through delay in the office. At any rate, when you don’t get a letter, just rest assured that there is at least one somewhere in transit that you will soon receive and that I still love you better than anyone and am thinking of you.

August 10, 1925 (Ina)

August 10, 1925 (Ina)

Tonight is our “anniversary night” – just three months since we became engaged, and it seems like you have been gone longer than that. My, but I have been happier these three months than I have ever been before – just to know that you love me and I love you and that each day brings the time nearer when we shall start out life together. Sweetheart, I would give so much if you could be here tonight and we could enjoy the evening as much as we did that memorable 10th of May evening. We could really enjoy it even more now because we know each other better and really love more deeply than we did then.

I spent the day with Thelma today and we enjoyed it so much. I asked Thelma Lee and Retha what message they would like to send to you and they both said to tell you to come to see us sometime. That is nearly always the message they want me to give you. Perhaps you will consider coming sometime?

Walter, I have just received a letter from Lionel Womack, a young man from Bisbee, Arizona who lived in Uvalde for about two years, but who left here about two years ago for his home in Arizona. I went with him for about six months during which time he fell in love, proposed and I refused. Shortly after we broke up was when he returned to Arizona. I hadn’t heard from him in almost a year until last December he wrote me a letter telling me that he was engaged. I answered only with a Christmas card across the face of which I wrote “Congratulations.” I suppose I have never mentioned him to you as I supposed he was already married. Imagine my surprise today when I received a long letter from him in which he told me that he and his fiancee had already broken up, as he found she was not the kind of girl he thought she was. Also, he said he was coming to Texas in about sixty days and was very anxious to come to see me. He writes as though he feels the same toward me as he did when we were going together, but, Sweetheart, don’t worry one moment about it. I am going to write him the exact situation as it is – our engagement etc. and I don’t think he will even want to come under those circumstances. And, even if you and I were not engaged, and if Lionel were to come and stay until “Doom’s Day,” I couldn’t love him. I made up my mind to that effect a long time ago. He is a good friend but not the kind I could love. Now, you won’t worry about it, will you? I am writing you this because if I were with you I would tell you and I am sure you would do the same by me if you had a similar occasion.

I love you worlds and worlds, Dear, and, as far as I am concerned, no one is going to come between us.

Always
Your
Ina.

August 8, 1925

Saturday Night.
Aug. 8, 1925.

My dearest Walter:

Bless your heart, your Tuesday’s letter was mighty nice, and I enjoyed every minute of it. It almost made me feel like I had been talking with you. It made me want so very very much to be with you. The cottage, the surf and everything sounded so good. Yes, I think a honeymoon there would be fine. My disposition is not so “high strung” that I would want more excitement. I prefer the quiet spots where I can be with you most. No matter where we spend – shall I say the “beginning” of our honey moon? – I know it will be ideal because we love one another so much. I am looking forward to going to the different places with you that you have mentioned. You describe them so well to me that I think I shall have an “at home” feeling when we arrive. I like the idea of the life long honeymoon. It is true that it can be made that way if each of us will resolve to make it so. I hereby resolve to try to do my part in making our married life one great, long happy honeymoon. No matter where we spend it, in a home of our own, here, there or everywhere. I hope and believe that we can keep that spirit. Of course we will have our problems, but I think we can work them out together, and, with love guiding us, can come out safely on the happy side. With our understanding of each other I can’t see why we should ever have a fuss. I believe that when difficulties arise we will both have patience and come to an understanding without any cross words. Sweetheart, I love you more than anyone else on earth, and I trust you in everything. In sincerely hope you trust me, and, if you do, I am going to try never to betray that trust. I believe you absolutely when you say you are true to me, and I hope you will believe me when I say that I am true to you. I haven’t had a date since you left except the one I had with Mr. Savage of which I wrote you. I wear the ring all the time except when I wash dishes. I don’t care anything for dates with others, and am looking forward with the greatest of pleasure to the time where I can have one eternal date with you.

August 8, 1925

August 8, 1925

I believe I failed to tell you that I have received two letters from Mr. Cavitt and two from Mr. McCreless (the young ministers I met in Kerrville). I have answered one of each, but haven’t decided yet whether I shall answer their last ones. If you don’t want me to, I will not. It was merely as a matter of friendship that I answered the others.

Claudelle and I went to a kitchen shower on the church roof last night given by the League, honoring Mr. and Mrs. J.B. Lee. They have just recently returned from their honeymoon and are starting to keeping house. We had lots of fun. The gifts were presented in a unique manner. One of the boys, dressed like a Mexican girl, suddenly appeared at the top of the fire escape with a big laundry basket and interrupted our games by calling “Madama, Madama Lee, aqui estan las ropas de Ud.” – “Mrs. Lee, here are your clothes.” The basket, of course, was filled with kitchen utensils. The bride and groom seem very happy but are not silly about it. They act just like they did before they were married.

I am glad the Florida climate agrees with you. I have gotten down to 119. However, I always lose weight in the summer. It is plenty warm here during the day, but the evenings are usually cool. I suppose it will continue being warm thru August and September.

It is getting late now, so goodnight and sweet dreams.

I love you now and will love you always.

Your
Ina.

August 2, 1925 (Ina)

Sunday Night.

Aug. 2, 1925.

My dearest Walter:

In poetry and in song the patter, patter of the raindrops on the window sill usually forms the proper setting for peace, quiet, happiness and contentment inside the house. Well, the patter, patter has been on the window sill all afternoon and all evening and peace, quiet, etc. have reigned within with the one exception: one member of this household is suffering with a genuine case of lonesomeness – for you. We are really having a lovely rain, and we are all “tickled to death” over it, but it reminds me so very much of the evening you and I were stranded on the hill in the storm, and makes me wish for you. I often think of that incident, and am really glad it happened. We had lots of fun over it, didn’t we? I would be so happy if you were here tonight and we could enjoy a long confidential chat. I think we have kept up very well with “chats” by letter, don’t you think?

August 2, 1925 (Ina)

August 2, 1925 (Ina)

Goodnight and sweet dreams.

Lots of love,
Ina.

Monday Afternoon.
Aug. 3, 1925.

My dearest Walter:

I think the roads are dry enough now for Papa to go down town and I surely am glad because I haven’t had a letter yesterday nor today as none of us could get over the roads. You know pretty well how the water can flow over them out here like a river. I can hardly wait for him to return with a letter from you.

Thelma, Bob and the children took dinner with us yesterday but Thelma and Bob left early in the afternoon on account of the rain, leaving Thelma Lee and Reitha with us. I have made doll dresses, doll pillows, have played Mama, Papa, Mother, Daddy, party ‘n everything with them today to keep them amused while it was too wet for them to play outdoors. They are certainly full of pep.

Only four weeks ago yesterday you left Uvalde. I thought of it lots during the day and recalled the many happy hours you and I spent together during your two months’ stay here. Those two months did worlds toward shaping our future happiness, did they not? I love to think of them and to think of the many happy years we have ahead of us.

No doubt you are down on the beach by now. I hope you are enjoying your work down there and that Dr. White has changed his ways as he changed his location. Maybe he will not be so “old maidish” about everything as he was the paper. Let’s hope for the best. You have my sympathy.

Sweetheart, you mean the world to me and I love you oh, so very very much.

Yours always,
Ina.

July 31, 1925

Friday Night.
July 31, 1925.

Dearest Walter:

You will notice that this is Friday. Furthermore, the wind blew a large mirror we had hanging on the back porch down, breaking it. Now are you ready for the “hard luck” story? Well, while we were down town this afternoon getting the gasoline tank filled the starter refused to work and, after careful examination, the man announced very calmly, that I would have to buy a new battery. Oh, it was only around $35.00 for a Willys-Knight. I didn’t quite faint because I realized that I had had the car for over a year and a half and this was the first expense. However, paying $35.00 for a battery without any warning whatsoever didn’t appeal to my sense of humor, nor was it my idea of a good time. He put in another one and said he would try to charge mine but didn’t think it was strong enough to stand it. I left him with prayers that it would. So that’s that.

July 31, 1925

July 31, 1925

We were at Thelma’s for a short while this evening and Mrs. Parman and Miss Zoe came over. Mrs. Parman told me of the letter they had just received from you and of what she had written you in reply to what you had said of Mervin’s roping etc. She told me to tell you that she thought she had saved Merwin the trouble of helping you rope the “dear” as she had already helped accomplish it. She is almost like a child in her enthusiasm over something she has helped to accomplish. I love to see her enjoy it so much, and am mighty glad that she can get so much genuine pleasure out of our happiness, aren’t you? I like Mrs. Parman so much and I am sure that she would be a great deal happier if she would think of pleasant, happy things instead of the unhappy and unfortunate things on which her mind dwells so much of the time. Her many years of ill health of course have caused this state of mind.

Sweetheart, I am awfully sorry you are having such a time with Dr. White. I am glad you told me of it because, as I have often told you, I am interested in everything you are interested in, and I want you to feel as free to tell me your difficulties as you do to tell me your pleasures. That will draw us closer to one another because, as we know the likes and dislikes of one another we can have a clearer understanding. Dear, I love you so much that I want to live your life with you with all its ups and downs. I don’t want you to feel like you should keep any of them as a secret from me, because you mean the world and all to me. You just don’t know how very, very much I do love you. How I do wish you were here right now! But, back to the subject of Dr. White. I don’t blame you for resenting some of the things he does, especially if he is trying to get more of the credit for himself. You have worked hard on it and certainly deserve all the credit you have gotten – and then some, and it is certainly not true to human nature to sit quietly back while someone else steps in and tries to walk (I suppose the word “walk really expresses too swift action for Dr. White, but I can’t think of a more approproiate word unless it is “creep” and I imagine you have heard C.E. so much that you are tired of it) away with the laurels. I’m for you strong. I sincerely hope it will come out all right and I believe it will.

Goodnight and sweet dreams.

Lots of love,
Ina.

Saturday night.
Aug. 1, 1925.

My dearest Walter:

A broken mirror on Friday does not mean bad luck. Papa ‘phoned the garage this afternoon and inquired after the health of the battery and they said there was nothing wrong with it – only a wire broken, a loose connection or something. Anyhow, everything’s lovely.

It is so nice and cool tonight. We have been on the verge of scorching for several days but last night we were blessed with a tub full of rain water (I washed my head in it and can’t do a thing with it) and it has been lots cooler ever since. It is so nice and cool tonight that I believe a blanket will be comfortable. It reminds me of autumn and gives me a thrill of joy when I realize that today is the beginning of a new month that brings me a month nearer you.

In one of your letters a short time ago you were afraid I was missing dates with others. It reminded me of a few evenings ago when I was sitting very quietly and thoughtfully in the moonlight. I was thinking of you, but I believe Mama had an idea I was wanting a date because she said “Ina, don’t you wish you had a date?!” I told her that I did want one with you and you only. Although I value the friendship of my other gentlemen friends, I don’t care a thing in the world about having dates with them any more. I want you. Don’t worry. I am not going to change my mind. I love you and am going to love you always and no one else matters. I am going to be true to you.

With all my love forever, I am,

Your loving
Ina.

July 29, 1925 (Ina)

Wednesday Nite
July 29, 1925.

My dearest Walter:

It is now rather late as it seems almost everything has been conspiring against my getting an early start on my letter to you.

Mrs. Ball is spending a week with her son in San Antonio so I came to Thelma’s this morning and am going to stay until tomorrow afternoon. We have been having such a good time today. It seemed like old times before she was married for us to be together as long as we are. She and Bob are happily married and perfectly devoted and I am so glad. I know you and I are going to be equally so. It seems like Thelma and I are so much more companionable now since I am in love than we have been since she married. There has been sort of a barrier between us that I couldn’t exactly define and now, since it has apparently been removed, I think I know what it was – she was in love and I wasn’t.

July 29, 1925 (Ina)

July 29, 1925 (Ina)

Thelma Lee and I went down and visited with Miss Zoe Bunting (Ray’s Aunt) for about an hour this evening. I had been intending for a long time to go, but just hadn’t done it. She found out I was at Thelma’s and ‘phoned me to come. On our way back Mrs. Parman saw us and came home with us and stayed for quite a while. Mr. Parman is about well and is able to work. Mrs. Parman said that if you will send us some cool weather she will answer your letter. The thermometer has been between 106º and 107º today.

This evening when Bob came home from work he kissed Thelma and then told me that if I wanted a letter I’d have to kiss him too. I don’t do it often, but I didn’t hesitate a moment this time and I got my letter too. I think it surprised him that I did it so readily. The letter was the nice, long interesting one you wrote last Sunday. I am glad you had a pleasant fishing trip and am glad you returned in time to write. All you said about Florida, “our” prospects etc. was very interesting to me. I love for you to write that way so I will know what to expect. It almost makes me feel like I have already made a trip to Florida. Yes, I feel sure that I will like it. The real estate interests me very much and I am trusting you not to be “too reckless.” I am mighty glad that you or, as you want to say, “we,” have the lot in Fulford. I am interested to know further developments and details as you find out on your trips around thru the state.

Sweetheart, I still love you and I love you and love you some more. It seems so good for you to be writing about the places you think we would like to live etc. It makes it all seem so real. You see I haven’t entirely recovered from that “too good to be true” feeling.

Thelma and the children send regards.

Yours forever,
Ina

July 27, 1925 (Walter)

Monday Night 7/27.

My Dear Sweetheart,

I was mighty glad to get yours this noon. I did not expect it until tonight. You always write such a sweet letter and I always get a kick out of it. You certainly know what to say to this old bachelor and it always hits the spot.

Had a letter from Mr. Pettit (Dallas) today. He is keeping busy and seems to be making some money. He expects his brother from Legion the latter part of this month.

July 27, 1925 (Walter)

July 27, 1925 (Walter)

I note with interest what you had to say about Mr. Owens’ letter. I feel for him, Dear, for I don’t see how anyone could help but love you. I consider myself the luckiest person in the world and I am mighty proud of you, Dear. I didn’t think I could love anyone like I do you. I am always wishing for you and I hope the time will not be distant when I can have you with me for “keeps.” I sometimes feel that I should come for you while you have the notion, for fear that you may change your mind, but I can’t believe that you are that kind as you have been too careful in what you said. I guess that is one reason why I love you so much.

It must be difficult for you, Honey, to settle on one and have a number of your dates eliminated. Undoubtedly you miss some good times. Personally my dates with girls have never been many and I am just as happy as I can be with the idea that I have won such a jewel as yourself. I hope you will always be happy and I am going to do everything I can to make you happy.

I love you with all my heart, Sweetheart. Sweet dreams.

Your,
Walter.

July 27, 1925 (Ina)

Monday Afternoon
July 27, 1925

My dearest Walter:

Yesterday was the first day since you left that I had missed writing you and it was unintentional that I did miss it. I thought we would get back from Hondo in time to write you, but, as we had charge of the Sunday evening church hour which lasted until about 9:30, then had quite a time getting our crowd together to come home, we did not arrive in Uvalde until 12:10. So it was no longer Sunday and I waited until later on in the day Monday to write. I love to write you every day when I can, because that is next to receiving a letter from you or being with you. You have been so good to write me even though you were awfully busy, and I surely do appreciate it too. Your Wednesday night letter came Saturday afternoon just as we were leaving town and, Sweetheart, (that’s the first time I ever called anyone that) it was such a nice, long interesting one. It made me feel so good to have it along with me.

July 27, 1925 (Ina)

July 27, 1925 (Ina)

We had such a good time in Hondo. The people in whose home we were guests were perfectly lovely to us. Claudelle and I were entertained in the house of the president of the Hondo Chapter. We had met her while in Kerrville. Everyone seemed to be doing something to show us all a good time, and they succeeded well. Claudelle and I agreed without any hesitancy that we had a much better time during the night and day that we spent in Hondo than we did the whole week in Kerrville. I didn’t have to make but three talks, one in the afternoon and two in the evening, but the otherwise pleasant time we had more than overbalanced that.

It was only three weeks ago yesterday afternoon that you left and it seems like just about that many months to me. I thought about you and wished for you lots and lots during the day even though we were busy.

Mama and Papa stopped by Mrs. Parman’s for a short visit yesterday afternoon. Mr. Parman had been very sick that morning but was feeling much better in the afternoon. They thought it might be acute indigestion. Mrs. Parman was terribly frightened and excited. They think he will soon be alright though.

Walter, the part of your letter that referred to Mama and Papa, our future happiness etc. was mighty sweet. I am sure they are not worried for fear you and I will not get along well together, that we will not be happy etc. because they know by now that we care for each other so much that everything will be fine. We are going to be wonderfully happy and contented, aren’t we? “You bet!” I am glad you will enjoy having them visit us and I am sure they will enjoy it too. However, you know how “often” they visit anyone. Maybe, though, we can get them to come occasionally.

I am sure you enjoyed being with Mr. and Mrs. Garrison. Yes, I remember that you mentioned in one of your letters to me last winter that you ate Christmas dinner with them. I am anxious to meet them. I appreciate what you said about her sister.

I want to assure you again that I am most hopelessly in love and never expect to get out.

I love you now, always and forevermore – lots and lots – then some more.

Yours always,
Ina.