Thursday 5/18
My Darling
Yours recd and OK
Dearest haven’t I always told you that you had more sense than I & I think you have proven so in this letter.
Nelly I am not of a quarrelsome disposition & don’t know why we should be quarreling this way.
I guess though its as you say I love foolishly & not wisely. Any way I love you no matter which way the wind blows. Nellie you say if I love you I would not begin to economize right at the engagement ring, suit & ect.
Now Darling isn’t that a true evidence of my love for you!!
I am a poor boy & I told you I’d give my all to you with Glass thrown in. Now what more can I do & you know the more I have the more I can give you. “C”@”C” don’t you C!!
Didn’t I tell you I’d buy you any kind of ring you wished!! Stop & think of it.
Friday. 5-19.
Yes Darling I had these two pages but wouldn’t give it to you yesterday thought I’d wait & mail it.
Darling I am truly glad you came. I’d just been writing to you & I had given you out & felt gloomy. Oh my when I saw you all drive up.
This am & evry since you came I have felt much better over the affair. I only wish I could be with you the whole time & am ready when you say to begin it. Dear be able to tell me Sunday when we shal marry.
I can’t tell what time Sunday I’l be there & may not get to come if Bro & Sister doesn’t come home as I can’t have but I think they’l be here any way by tomorrow & Il be there in time to go to S.S. Honey let’s go in the hack with Lewis & let my old Plug rest & drive him to Eureka at night as don’t you think it will be to warm for you to go at 11:00.
I know some of them will go to Eureka with us that is if you want to go Il go but it doesn’t differ to me. You make any kind of arrangements & Il [illegible] to your plan.
Gee whiz I’ve been lonely here this week. How I did wish my Nellie was with me.
I hope Guy will come tonight as I’l be alone.
Nellie if I wasn’t such a fool there would never any unpleasant thoughts come between us. So now you lay your plan for next Sunday & see if I don’t come to it.
With lots of love I’m your own Glass.
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