A Letter written on Nov 12, 1935

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Nov. 12, 1935
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My dearest darling little Peegee-Weegee:-

Just think I rec'd two letters from you this morning. Was'nt that great? Thank you so much darling. Your [sic] such a dear to write me all about your thrilling times. I am so glad you are taking in so many things, and don't worry about me. Don't you think I have been going some?

After I finished your letter at Arlington last night, walked down Court St., and met "Allyn Wales" a young man I have'nt seen in a few yrs. His mother is Mrs. Vance, and I liked her so much. He wanted to know if I were going home, and proceeded to take me across St. to his car. Just as we were near the cor. of State (of) and Court, who should come along, but your father with a man & woman. I just have an idea, she is the one, as she looked a hole thru me. Your father evidently did'nt see me. Was'nt that strange? Here this young man had my arm helping me over the Street. The woman was looking when we passed int he car. Your dad was all dressed up. Light fedora & brown suit on. They were window shopping, looking in jewelry shops.

Today I went to Zonta luncheon as I had to play for "Pauline Leonard" to Sing. She sang "Indian Love Call" and "Kiss in the dark". I shall expect to hear from that as Anthony knew I was playing for her, and warned me to do my best.

Went to Bank, with your check (thank you so much dearie) shopped and home.

Don't worry about your bills, as everything will be taken care of, in due time. Have your Ins. $13.00 to pay this month. Will do that to-morrow.

Your laundry case came to-day and will pack that to-morrow morning, so you should get that this week.

I felt badly when I read in your letter that I had made you sad, dearie. You know that you are just the dearest, sweetest, thing in my life, in fact you are my life. When you want me I'll be there, never fear. It makes no difference what any one says, or thinks. You know that, don't you dearie? You can live with your mother, sweetheart, and as far as your marrying, when that time comes, I shall be the first one to want you to be happy. I guess we understand each other, don't we?

Your picture is a poor substitute for you, my mental picture is more beautiful and the real "Jeannettekins" is the most beautifulest.

Mrs. Pease, does'nt know you are staying for good, but will write her. The last letter she wrote, was sort of a call-down. Contest is on and I should be working.

No, I think it was nice to have 3 days in N.Y. The game was thrilling was'nt it? I am so glad you went.

No, I want [to] leave you alone [at] Xmas. Think we could use 50 card's [sic], don't you. Do as you think best.

I think we better plan to keep house, as we would both miss our home a lot, and as you say, it would be foolish to store our furniture. It's really the personal things that help make a home.

Do you think we should dispose of china cabinet? If I had a car would run down for a few days, and then we could look around.

This week-end with Jane upset my plans, some, but then I wanted her to come. If she would only go to Mary's and Fritz's alone, but insists that I go with her, everywhere.

Want to put my ad. in the paper to-morrow, for piano, kitchen cabinet, etc. Marj. is going to take that chair of Lillian's. Well I just get down to business and accomplish something.

Will get your addresses for you and go to V.B. [Vail Ballou Press] perhaps to-morrow. Will also call about University Club.

Now dearie, don't worry and please don't get lonesome or homesick. I will be with you before long. You know I have some job on my hands, don't you dearie.

I must close and mail this right away. Thank you again for everything.

Oodles of love and billions of kisses from your darling
Muddikins.

Will write more to-morrow. I loved your letters - um - um -