Sunday, February 1, 1931

Wausau, Wis.

2/1/31

 

My dearest Sweetheart Wallie:

Well today is almost over — thank goodness. It was a long Sunday for me, how did you spend it? I’d like to go to a show once in a while, but I’m dreading to meet people I know. It’s different than in Milwaukee.

I slept a while this afternoon — I have a cold and feel rather wobbly. I also have that pain in my left hip again — you know the kind I used to get. Mother says she always had that too and it never left her entirely.

I received your nice letter yesterday, Sweetheart. I certainly wish you were here or I was there, so we could be together. Wallie, I didn’t remember whether it was May 6, or June 6 when the doctor asked me the questions. It will be sooner than he expects perhaps, but I think it will be alright. That often happens.

Marie and Billy are going to mail this for me so I’ll have to finish in 25 minutes.

I’ve been taking medicine all day so my cold is improving I’m glad of that. It’s good you didn’t come Dear Heart, because you might only have caught it from me. Today is the 1st of February so I’ll se you in about ten days, a week and a half. I won’t expect you before we call you.

I started reading the stories to Mother yesterday — we each took a bath and I went to bed while she sat and sewed in front of the bed. Oh yes! I wanted to tell you that there are two stories in the Journal I’m reading, “The Ape” and “The Secret of Margaret Yorke.” So will you cut them both out?

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I hope Harry will bring those things pretty soon — I suppose they were surprised to hear that you are baching it alone now. I hope nobody gets the wrong impression because we both love each other more than ever, don’t we Sweetheart?

Could you tell me the size of the bed, Wallie? A friend of Milton’s makes mattresses here, and he wants to get me a price. I think we can get one cheaper down there, and furthermore why get one so long ahead. One never know[s] what will happen. I just spoke to Mother and she says too that we shouldn’t bother with it — we can get one there later so that’s what we’ll do after or just before I come home. We can charge it at the Boston Store.

Mother certainly has some pretty little clothes made — enough for several babies so I won’t have to make any for the next one, and it won’t be necessary to buy a machine at all. When they’re a year old or so, it’s almost cheaper to buy their clothes.

Martha wrote that she still has her girlish figure but wouldn’t mind a change. I haven’t written any letter to anyone but you Sweetheart, but will have to write to that Mrs. Kepow & also Gussie I guess.

Aunt Tena was very nice to me — I wonder when they’ll have that shower if at all. The money would come in very handy, wouldn’t it? Only I’ll feel rather uncomfortable.

Let me know how you came out with Schultz’s, will you please? They couldn’t expect you to wait forever.

Now it’s almost time for Billy to come and this is the end of the sheet of paper, so I’ll close for tonight. Dad & Mother are playing the victrola in the other room and I’ll join them. I surely wish you were here too, Dearest.

Yours with all my love,

Mabel.

(Best wishes from the Folks)

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West Allis, Wis.

2/1/31

 

My dearest Sweetheart:

This was Sunday. I say was because it’s almost midnight and then it will be Monday. I didn’t have much of anything to do today. To tell the truth, I just simply loafed the day away. But that’s about all I could do anyhow. Without you near me, dear heart, everything seems so dead and dreary. How did you spend the day, dear heart? I spent the day like this. First of all I didn’t get up until almost 10:30. I had to start another fire. I don’t know dear heart, but I think those coal are not as good as those we had before. They don’t hold a fire. I went down to Schultz’s about 11 o’clock. I managed to collect $20.00. She told me to take the rest off next month’s rent. She said the Drug Store could not pay the bill, but that they will pay me, I mean Schultz’s will. After I got thru with them it was almost 1 o’clock. I put my pork roast on about half past one. I then washed another accumulation of dishes. I had dinner at half past three.

After that I read the paper. After that I went back to bed. I slept until almost 7:30. Darn it, I didn’t want to sleep that long – I wanted to go down to the Milwaukee Public Museum to attend a lecture on America’s Wonderland of the West. I could kick myself all over for having to miss that. I’ll send you the entire Sunday paper. Don’t forget to look over the “Roto” colored section. It contains a picture of the Wausau Ice palace. It is very beautiful.  There’ll soon be another story starting in the Journal daily. I’ll keep on sending you the stories. You can read them for pastime if you don’t really like that. They sure are stingy with their installments of that story “Golden Dawn.” Now they have a little “line” on Nance Beldon, they found out her right name. I imagine the story will be getting very much more interesting. At any rate if I can help it you won’t miss out on any part of it, dear little pal.

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I’m trying to improve in my penmanship have you noticed a little difference? I’ll bet you cussed many times at the writing you were getting from me. Am I right? I admit, I did do some terrible scrawling but, dearest, it wasn’t that I did it intentionally. I had to write very fast. I always tried to get my letters in the mail on the same night. The letter I wrote last night was quite long winded I wonder how you liked that letter. Did you like it, dear heart?  I sure enjoy reading your letters. By the way, dearest, would you mind dropping a few lines to Mrs. Schultz? I guess she would appreciate to hear from you.

Dear heart I’ve been thinking. How will our little feller take to it when you come back home. I’m wondering if he’ll feel okeh due to the change of water. Maybe I should send you some of our “Michigan Straight.” And another thing dear heart, we must impress upon the folks that they must not try to be too good hearted to the little one. You know what, I mean the baby can be easily spoiled.

They must learn to obey routine. And therefor they should not be picked up & carried around just because they got a notion to cry a little. But still one cannot be too hard hearted, I suppose I’ll be just as liable to spoil him on her as the next one would or could.

Regarding payment of the doctor bill Sweetheart let me know if it’s okeh with you. You know I can borrow some money from the Credit Union. We can pay them back little by little then we won’t feel it so much. I can at least borrow $25.00 on my stock. You know dearest that’s what the Credit Union is for. Don’t forget dear heart, give me your opinion on this.

Also regarding that telegram. Have the folks impress on the telegraph company to rush that wire. If it’s close to 2 or 3 o’clock then it would be better to address the wire to both addresses. Like this:

W.C. Polzin

c/o Milwaukee Stamping Co

300 – 64th Ave.

West Allis, Wis.

– or –

374 – 69th Ave.

West Allis, Wisconsin.

I’m telling you that now because those guys at the office do not accept telegrams after 5 o’clock and 10 o’clock Saturday afternoons.

I’m going to ask our traffic manager if I could use an excursion ticket in case they should run an excursion from Wausau to Milwaukee next Saturday. Do you still have your return ticket which I left with you? If so look how it is stamped on the reverse side will you tell me just how it reads? I guess they alternate on that excursion “scheme.” Wouldn’t that be wonderful if I could come up next Saturday? I planned on coming up anyhow, but you told me in one of your letters that you thought the baby would come soon so it would not pay to come up those few days before, and then just about be back & spend the money again. Dearest sweetheart don’t worry about the money. Won’t you let me come up anyhow? I’m so anxious to see you and the folks. You don’t realize how I’m yearning to hold you in my arms again. Please my darling be careful, don’t forget to use the Listerine. I only hope it reached you in good shape so that the bottle didn’t get to you in pieces.

My darling, I just looked at the clock and it’s quarter of one. I guess I better hit the hay. I want to get up early so that I can have time to go to Greenfield Ave first thing in the morning to mail this letter to you. Goodnight dear heart sleep tight don’t let the bugs bite. x x x x x x

Your devoted hubby

Wallie

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