Letter #5

Letter #5
May 20, 1918
Bountiful, Utah
Dear Henry,
Well, I’m writing again. Are you getting tired of reading my scribbling? Which is it, yes or no? If it’s yes, I won’t finish this letter… forever mean. Well, I guess I’ll go on for I imagine I hear a faint no floating over the mountains from that far distant city of Boulder. Well, how’s army life coming along with my soldier? Are you getting fat on those early hours? How is that pal of yours that you worry about? (Clyde) I went down to your mother’s last night to spend the evening. It was the nearest I could get to you. She let me read your letter. I found out a lot that you didn’t tell me. Perhaps you thought I wouldn’t like to know it. Well I’ll forgive you, but be sure the next one is a long one. Shall I wait until I hear from you and just answer your letters? I surely have a good big long sweet smart spicy one coming, don’t you think so? I went to the funeral yesterday. I never saw so many flowers. My heart sure aches for the young wife for she is not very well. The house would not hold all who came to the funeral. Elna was there, but I didn’t see her at the graveyard. We went out with the Rodgers in their Ford. Last night we went up as far as Fords. I rode up with Elna and Rulen and the folks came and got me. Elna thinks my ring is a beauty (so do I). Everyone I meet seems to know about it. I had another bout in Sunday School yesterday. I was alone, too. Leroy Thurgood was kicking as he went in the room and I told him to go back and march right. He said he wouldn’t, so I hit him twice with my hand on his head. He went in then, I tell you. Did I do wrong Henry dear? I hope I didn’t. I asked to be changed yesterday. Esther has been put in your class for good. She wants me to be with her. I think you have a fine class and well trained so it would be easy. Well Henry, it’s a good thing you didn’t see David for he isn’t home yet or wasn’t last night. They said no more furloughs would be granted after the 18th until the fellows come back. Bartholomews have their new porch finished. It surely improves their house. Aunt Ellen’s folks have Scarlett Fever. Edna has it but she is not very bad. Saturday morning we found T.A. Wadoupps’ cow down in our shed dead. I think I told you this before, but please pardon it. I saw by your mother’s letter that you wanted a dish towel, so I made this one this morning. It looks quite soiled, but it’s clean. I hope it’s O.K. Well Henry, it is mail time so will have to cut it short this morning. Remember we are all expecting the best from you and we know you are going to make good. If ever you are blue, think of my blessing which says, or promises my companionship thru life, for you know that you then must come home. Well, I’m afraid this will be late, so good bye.
With oceans of love,
Violet XXX
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