A Letter written on Feb 17, 1929

"At Home"
Sunday. 3.30 P.M.

Dearest Jeannette:-

It seems ages since I wrote you a good letter, "all by myself." Your darling valentine was so sunning and I just loved it. Don't apologize for it dearie. I wanted so to send you a corsage, but just felt that it was using good judgement [sic] to refrain, but I know how you love flowers.

Dearie I could'nt get that part of Phil's telegram either. Too bad! They must have made a mistake in sending it. I bet you were thrilled. I was too. Ha! Ha!

What did I write to make you think anything had happened. I don't even remember. (Please ans. this.) Every thing is running along alright. I am better. Of course the Dr. said I would be a month getting over the "Flu", and he knows. My head bothered me, and is still weak, and achy, altho I feel better the past few days. Am taking a tonic. Don't worry about me, I will surely tell you if I feel badly.

Your dad is still working at the restaurant, and has gone to the Country to-day. I was going down to Owego last night, but changed my mind. Am afraid of those cold houses, and am not going to take any chances.

Jane, Ez. and Marj. drove up last night after An., so they were in the Shoppe. I wanted to go back with them, but it was so "comfy" here, and the radio was good. An is having it nice here has saved a $100.00. I am tied down more, for he likes to have you around. He does'nt say anything, but he's with me every spare minute.

Sent out seventy books yesterday[.] Business is better, but I am trying to break my contract with that concern. I was too hasty singing that (contract.) Signed three papers and have since discovered they are the same as notes. Well, they have broken their contract by not sending me books due in Feb. and now I am refusing their books.

Such is life. I am not as brilliant as you tho't I was. I rec'd a copy of "Well of Loneliness" suppressed in Eng. and later in America. Rents for $.50 a day cost 3.26 & Express Chgs. No other library has it, or been able to get it. Was'nt I persevering? am trying to get two more copies. Am going to be very careful whom I send it too. [sic] Have you heard of it?

Mr Halliday got a big write-up in Green bull. dog. Wish I had a copy. Eadie told me, it happened two wks. ago. Trouble in the church, nearly causing a split. I won't attempt to tell you , perhaps I can send you a clipping.

Martha just phoned me, and I bet we talked nearly an hr. She loves to visit.

I do like your stationary [sic] so much. It's so attractive. Will be so anxious to hear all about your class song.

When do you come home? The 23rd? The time is flying is'nt it? When one is so busy, it does just that. I was going down to Mrs Moore's today and then changed my mind. Her house is'nt so warm. Evelyn takes books of 'me. Is'nt that nice? Library work is interesting, but you better not choose that for your vocation. It's too confusing. Perhaps if you could work up your business so you could afford a helper, but, no one takes as much interest as yourself. Henrietta Dickenson took out four books yesterday. I like it when business is good.

Am going down to the corner now to get the Sun. paper, and then you can picture me for the next two hrs. Made up my mind to write you first. You know, procrastination.

This is'nt so interesting as I hoped it would be, but at least it is a letter.

Loads of love, darling, and billions of kisses for my sweet girl

from your ever loving
"Momykins."

Your father loved his valentine.