Browsing the archives for the Letter From Florence category

8/30/1923

Dearest Fred o’mine – I had a surprise last nite that nearly knocked me over! I’ve gotten so many of them lately that I ought to be used to them. I answered the phone and it was a girl. She talked a little like a boy I like awful well and she asked for me […]

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8/28/1923 all there is to do it watch the moon ride across the heavens

Aug 28 – 23 to Port Arthur Dear Cap’n Fred – I nearly fainted this morning when I got your letter. I was never so surprised-!! I’m really glad to find something has made you think of me. From the past few letters the thoughts of me seem few and far between. I can’t say […]

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8/28/1923 I wrote every day, as sure as light would come

7:45 p.m. Well, that was a calm, cool indifferent sort of letter, wasn’t it? Listen, mon ami, and you will understand why I wrote it. First, for nearly a long dreary week I’ve been mentally gone – now it’s turned into physical ailments. First among these is my back. I’ve been taking some pretty hard […]

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8/28/1923 I shall answer every letter you write as soon as possible but nothing more

Aug 28 – 23 My dear Fred – I’d just like to tell you that you saved yourself from one of the biggest surprises you have almost every gotten! I shan’t tell you what it was but I’ll guarantee that it wouldn’t have been any too pleasant or thrilling. Reason: I haven’t heard from you […]

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8/26/1923 Some things are radically, terribly wrong in Houston

Sun 4 pm to Port Arthur Sorry I don’t have time to write any more, Sis is going to the library + I’ll get her to mail this. I’ve been laid up nearly all day – didn’t sleep last nite at all. Watched the eclipse at 4 this morning + went to sleep at about […]

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8/24/1923 blub blub

Fri morning 10:45 pm I’m directly in the midst of work. Imagine Mother was doing some work on the old literature at the church and she couldn’t get any ladies to help her so she roped “darling daughter” in to the rescue. I’ve been working, lifting heavy books + pounding the type, for nearly 2 […]

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8/23/1923 I might pull thru after all, Reckon?

Thursday ~ Dear Fred – So busy, So busy, and full of water ~ and empty. I’m so horribly terribly hungry – and peaches, milk, soft boiled eggs and toast, nearly 2 weeks now. 10 1/2 lbs in 2 weeks isn’t bad, is it? I don’t notice that I look any different, tho’. I tip […]

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8/19/1923 I will be able to breathe once more

Saturday nite 9 pm Mon Ami – For 3 long days I have neither heard from you nor written. The former – well?? the latter – ??? pardon me! I’ve been laid up again- Yes, really. Yesterday and in fact for the past week I’ve been just “gone.” Ever since I got home – but […]

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8/16/1923 I never knew how I could miss you

Wed nite 11 p.m. Dearest, dearest Fred – It’s late. The clock has just struck 11. I’ve just gotten home from a picture-show “Enemies of Women”. It was terribly boring. And all the time I thought – you were working- working and waiting for the time to pass til you can come back to me. […]

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7/1923 Peace, a poem

This is a poor effort, big boy but it was written under great pressure – especially the last. The rhyme might be wrong, but the exact idea is here, C? Anyway, take it as it is meant. Peace It is midnite – the lights are all turned out. And the world is quiet and still, […]

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