My darling, Your little boy is just a jealous, moody, and temperamental fool, but he is completely yours, and he loves you so very much. Harold
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Monthly Archives: September 1934
Letter 30
September 7, 1934 – 9:02 pm
Friday night Ruth darling, Just a hasty note before the last mail is collected. First I want to tell you that I’m sorry I sent the letter I did this evening, although you probably won’t see as much in it as I was thinking. At any rate you’ll probably be really peeved at me, for, [...]
Letter 29
September 7, 1934 – 7:36 pm
Darling, I don’t want to argue with you so I guess we’ll have to let the differences of opinion ride, although your pharmacological proof was not entirely complete, since alcohol is not only a food, but also a general depressant and remover of inhibitions—which might not always be so advantageous as it is occasionally at [...]
Letter 28
September 6, 1934 – 8:01 pm
Little sweetheart, The weather isn’t in keeping with my mood just now, for although it’s cloudy and drizzly outside I’m all sunshiny inside as I just got your letter out of the mail-box. Still, maybe a little gloom is in order, since your letter makes me want to hold you in my arms and kiss [...]
Letter 27
September 5, 1934 – 4:12 pm
Ruth darling, If you have to be cross in order to write letters like the one I received today I hope you have a grouch on every time you pick up a pen, for it was such a sweet letter. Although I wouldn’t want to see you have so much cause for your bad temper. [...]
Letter 26
September 4, 1934 – 2:15 pm
Sweetest darling, The weather must surely follow my moods (such ego), for it has been gloomy the last three days, as I was gloomy, for there was no word from you, but this morning there is a glorious sun—and I’m happy with three letters all at once. Life does have its compensations, and we won’t [...]
Letter 25
September 3, 1934 – 9:54 pm
Dear heart You can’t imagine how I’m looking forward to tomorrow and a letter from you. Three whole days is too long to wait. Darling, my darling, I do so long to hold you close, so close I can even feel your heart beat, while I kiss your lips as tenderly and gently as a [...]
Letter 24
September 2, 1934 – 6:25 pm
Darling, Another gloomy day. We’ve been having a lot of rain in the last twenty-four hours, with no sign of a let-up yet. Went up on the roof to shoot a bit this morning, but between the rain and wind didn’t do so well. I’ll never do so well at anything again, I believe, without [...]
Letter 23
September 1, 1934 – 2:09 pm
My darling Ruth, It’s raining again, and appropriately too, for there is no letter from you. I was hoping one would make the morning mail for a change so the wait until Tuesday wouldn’t be so long—no luck. Are you still wrestling with the firewood problem? Wish I were there to help you, but I’ve [...]