West Allis, Wis.
My dearest little Sweetheart:
I haven’t washed the dishes as yet nor will I have the time to wash them tonight. I’m going out to Harry’s tonight. Imagine a 14 mile ride on the street car – two ways makes it 28. I received your letter today. I still have so much baked stuff on hand I thought that maybe you’d hold off on sending me more. I have most of that nut bread, that entire cake & half of that marshmallow cake on hand yet. I don’t seem to have the right appetite to eat much of anything. Tonight I made some potatoe pan cakes of those I have about ½ left yet.
Now tell “dad” to be very careful of his cold as the flu is so prevalent. Turps & lard is the best remedy in the world for a cold in the chest we are convinced of that, aren’t we dear heart?
You ask me how I like cooking – Well here’s the low down – I don’t like it much. For breakfast I had some “Cream of Wheat.” I had to study how to prepare it first. But it tasted fair but not as good as yours always did, my, sweetheart you are the bestest little cook in all the world – and I don’t mean maybe.
I told you the other day that that fellow Brown won’t come to stay with me. That’s allright then he don’t have to. I’ll keep company with you by mental telepathy.
Sweetheart, In case necessity demands to wire for me before I come up to see you a week from Saturday. If it is before 5 o’clock then word it like this:
“Come up to Wausau at once Mabel is sick & is calling for you continuously.”
I guess that will satisfy them as to the urgency. Maybe you could improve upon it. If you can then its okeh with me. Did you go to see the doctor yet? Please tell me what he has to say, will you sweetheart?
I must hurry if I expect to get out to Harry’s yet, it’s now 7 bells.
With a carload of love
I am as always
Wallie
Wausau, Wis.
Dearest Sweetheart Wallie:
We just came back from Dr. Reist — I’m mighty glad it’s over. He said he doesn’t take cases at the house anymore, but will do it for my Mother. She went with me, and even though there were three or four persons ahead of me, he took us first.
He examined me and measured me all over — said it was a pretty big baby, but he was real nice. I asked how much he would charge and he said from $25 to $50, depending on how much he had to do. If it is necessary to use instruments it’s more, if nothing out of the ordinary, it’s only $25.00. He would like to have me go to the hospital but I told him that was the reason I came home. If I wanted to go to the hospital, I could do that at Milwaukee.
The mailman just brought me another letter from you, Dearest Sweetheart. Sometimes I just feel like taking the next train back to you — I certainly miss you. Well, about fifteen more days and then I’ll see you. I’ll be so glad. I won’t expect you this weekend because it would cost too much, Wallie. I wish it was about June.
Those ties, Sweetheart, are in the attic space. They fell down behind the box that the brown suitcase used to be on. Will you send me my toothbrush too please? And that wax paper and those paper bags in that one box — you can bring them along when you come, or send them when you send some laundry.
I bet Mrs. Schultz thinks I’m a fine one for not even saying goodbye to her. I read in your letter this morning that Mr. Brown is satisfied where he is. I’m sorry about that. You’ll have to go out Wallie, you can’t sit alone all the time. I think if today were still Sunday — I’d be going back to Milwaukee tonight. I feel fine and everything, only I’d rather be there. I can imagine how dead the house is.
The letter you wrote Monday evening I received Wednesday morning — and this afternoon (I received) the one you wrote Tuesday evening. That’s so nice of you, Dear Heart. We sent a box to you Tuesday, I hope you got it O.K. It was so nice & fresh when we packed it — the bread was still warm. If you warm the doughnuts in the oven, also the rolls, they will get real soft again. I hope you’ll like it.
Don’t work too hard, Dear. If you work Saturday, you won’t feel quite so lonesome then.
You found a good way to make the alarm wake you. Do Schultz’s make a lot of noise to help wake you? If Clyde knows your wife isn’t with you, he’ll be a little more lenient if you oversleep sometime. I’ve been sleeping until about 7:30 every morning.
It’s horrid here too — snowed quite hard but it’s so wet.
Well Sweetheart, I think I’ll have to sign off now, so I can write you again tomorrow. Please take care and eat well — also be careful so you don’t catch cold, Dearest.
All my love to you,
Your Sweetheart forever,
Mabel
With a Carload of Love... 