Chippewa Falls, Wis.
My dearest Sweetheart Mabel:
It’s now a quarter past five (P.M.) and while I’m waiting for “Supper” time to roll around I’ll make myself real busy and write you the letter which I promised you during our parting last night. I just could not help but think & think about the “pickle” I mean seriously, the predicament you are in. And I suppose you are also in the same frame of mind. That is really sad, my dear Sweetheart but, oh how I wish the matter would settle itself soon & peacefully – so that, in the event I should be the holder of the lucky card, that your parents will not bear any “grudge” against us. Course that would not hurt forever the main issue with us would be to live for each other to make “our own” little world a better place for you and I to live in. Really, my dearest I’ve been wondering all day and all the while I was aboard the train, just how things would come out in our affair. I suppose by the time you receive this letter everything should be close to normal in your home. My dearest I’m so happy over the things you told me about. And I’ve been thinking all day long of the happy hours we spent together. Your picture is very beautiful I shall cherish it forever. As soon as I got into my room this morning I immediately took my sweetheart out of that dark briefcase and placed her where she belongs. You & I are looking at each other all the time, my dear. The only thing I’m afraid of is that I might take all the looks off of it. Then what? But I hope for one great big pleasantry – that I won’t have to be content with only the pleasure of seeing your beautiful face in picture form but that I can see & talk to you always when our affair is settled and that you can manage to locate in Milwaukee.
How did you feel today my sweetheart? I hope you didn’t catch that cold you were telling me you thought was coming on you. I felt fair enough today outside of the fact that I was very tired. I couldn’t take a nap on the train last night for the reason that I had to change trains in Merrill and when we arrived at 2:25 AM got into Eau Claire at 10 minutes of four – 15 minutes ahead of time. So I had to wait in the Depot almost two hours for a bus I left the depot (C.N.W.) for the bus depot about 5:50 so I had to walk in the cold – it sure was cold. At Chippewa it was 20° below Zero this morning but it warmed up considerably towards noon. I’m glad I did take the bus from Eau Claire instead of waiting for the train which pulls out at 7:05. Mr. Mollerus came in on that train and he was late coming into town so he didn’t work this morning.
I was pretty sleepy when I got into my room this morning so I told the clerk to give me a ring at 7:45 – (I got in at 6:45) but instead of calling at 7:45 he called me at nearly 8: Bells so the consequence of that delay just put me out of a breakfast.
But I’m telling you right straight from the tip of my pen that I’m going to eat a good, great big supper. I’m going to eat Sauerkraut & Spare ribs – Yum! Yum!
Do you like that kind of feed too, my sweetheart? I like it once in a while – The same with herring (salt herring) that ought to be in style for Lenten food.
Mr. Mollerus asked if I came up to see you and I told him – Yep and I’m going up again barring the unexpected – that your father might shoot me for coming but we all must die sometime & wouldn’t St. Pete give me the glad hand & a brand new brass medal in special honor to my dieing for you. Ger! How light my heart would feel if everything is once over with that there will be no barrier between you & I. The reason St. Pete would give me a brass medal instead of a gold one is that you & I are not Catholic.
I’m so anxious to hear from you to see how everything is with you. Let not your heart be troubled my darling, sweetheart. Everything will come out to our complete satisfaction. Only may it be soon – the sooner the better. Will you please try & answer me very soon? I can hardly wait for a letter from you. Please, my darling tell me everything I shall try so hard to console you.
I know I’ll make you happy. I suppose by this time your other friend (Harold) will be the recipient of the news of the day from his sister who watched us with such great big inquiring eyes. I just wonder what the outcome will be. Well my dearest, darling, it’s past six o’clock now so I’ll sign off for tonight I’m getting hungry and I also want to be very sure that this letter goes out tonight. Don’t forget, my dear heart, please write soon, as I am anxious to hear from you.
Your best pal –
Wallie
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With a Carload of Love... 