78 Front St.
Bing. N.Y.
Wed. 4. P.M.My dear darling:-
Your long letter came this morning and I eagerly devoured its contents.
Your first day was disappointing I can see, but you must remember that D.D. have got to find out what you can do. There is always something wrong with every place.
I am going to save my comments until I hear more from you. The first day is always hard, and you were undoubtedly under a great strain. Poor darling!
You really like Mr. Hawkins and I can just imagine you had your critical eyes on Miss Ryan.
You will find your niche, never fear. This is all experience, my dear, and that's life. Don't get dis-couraged and take your work too seriously. That is your trouble. Conscientious to a fault. When you ring out forget D.D. and rest, eat a good meal. Go to a movie and play. You know, all work & no play. Remember you still have me. How do you like this paper? [It's her regular letterhead, but turned 90 degrees.] You see even paper cutting is an art, and one can make mistakes, even there.
Back to D.D.! I know you don't like copy holding, but you won't do that much. Wait and see! Never admit that you can't do anything. I was referring to the Monotype. Don't pay too much attention to what people say. The Girls are not in favor of more help perhaps. I wish you would have the kind of work you want.
Am glad you have Sat. off and I'd plan to do something over the wk. end.
Your description of Hempstead sounds interesting, also the arrangement of meals at D.D.
So glad you had a nice time with girls. It was too bad you were'nt there for all the doings.
I would love to see you in those P.J's. What a hustle that was! I am glad I made them, but beware of those male boarders! Ha! Ha!
That double bed sounds interesting. I'll come any time you want me, dearie. Helen phoned me this morning and read your letter to me. It was darling. Too, too, divine!
She said you could not judge your work by the first day.
Mon. I wrote that we were going to see "Wallace Beery" in "O'Shaughnessy's Boy". I paid my bills first, and in Tel. office sat Fritz. making out his check for phone. Asked me to go to movies, but of course I went with Helen. They liked the picture, but I am not so keen for circus pictures.
Later went to Fritz's for dinner. Florence asked me to come. Had sphagetti. [sic] Saw a bug again. (My eye-sight is not so bad.) Then Fritz played Bridge with us until he left & we played until 12.45. Decided to go home early.
Knocked at Helen's door, and believe it or not it was 3 o'clock when I passed the Court House. Tch! Tch! No hopes for me. (You better come back.) Helen was doing her hair and Louis had gone home. She was ready for bed. (Found your darling card when I got home) Yesterday I cleaned the apartment, and after tub. went to Zonta club. Bro't a lot of gadget[s] for Billy. It was a Hallow'een [sic] party, and I would'nt go thru the "Chamber of Horrors". That was the only entrance to the dining room.
Left the things with A. and saw Fritz. Later went thru tea room, where about 20 Zontians were cock-'tailing it. I sat with them, but would'nt drink. Fritz played "Rhapsody in Blue" for them. They all gave him a big hand, and were so surprised to know he was my brother.
Have been home all day. Dusting etc. It has been very dark & gloomy.
Marj. phoned and wants me to come over to-morrow. Don't know yet.
Just talked an hour with Helen. If she is home later wants me to come & play cards. Don't know.
Well, darling, dearie, sweetheart, I love you and wish I could say just the right thing to you. Don't worry and please take care of yourself. I'll love you even if you are a C.H.
Marj wrote Jane that you were in N.Y. and she felt badly to think you did'nt write a farewell note.
Billions of kisses, hugs. I love you -
Mä mēWrote Will & told him, Jane did'nt. Now I am going to P.O. Uncle Sam is getting some business.