Chippewa Falls, Wis.
My dearest Mabel:
Not having had word from you since I left you at your doorstep on Sunday night I’ve been getting the strangest thoughts in that old bean of mine. You promised to write me dearest and I’ve been awaiting a letter from you most impatiently. I’ll tell you the truth, dearest, not having heard from you till tonight I’ve felt so blue & downhearted and lonesome. All day today I’ve been thinking of you and pining for you and only a line from you would have eased the weight upon my heart.
I’ve had all sorts of thoughts and hallucinations. I’ve even thought that you did not care for my friendship any more. I’m in hopes that such thoughts on my part are “all wet.” Maybe you are sick or too busy to write but listen my sweetheart – (May I still call you that?) won’t you please drop me a line & put me at ease? I’ve thought so much about you today that I did so many things today that prompted my getting sore at myself – I made more darn mistakes than I had rubber on a pencil to erase them with. From the bottom of my heart my dearest, I’m telling you the truth – I felt awfully BLUE. I had no interest in anything including my work. And it just had to happen that Mollerus & I worked together today. And he gave me some awful look. But I simply could not get my mind off from you & keep it on my work. Did you get my letter of Monday night. Please dearest, would you answer – Oh pal why don’t you answer me? Everyday I’ve looked eagerly for a letter – I’m so lonesome, honest, I am. Please don’t laugh at me for telling you my heartaches.
I’m writing this letter in haste as it’s 9: Bells the Bell hop will soon take the mail to the depot. Maybe you don’t care for me anymore – then please dearest please tell me – then I won’t “bother” you any more.
Goodnight, dearest
from
Wallie
xx
With a Carload of Love... 