Dear Henry,
Just think, Henry, dear, a year ago tonight, you stopped at the gate and told me you have registered. I have wondered if those same piercing words will be sounding in another’s ears tonight, since today is the day.
I received your long looked-for letter about 2 o’clock yesterday. I thought the mail man would never come, but oh, he took so long.
I surely am very, very pleased that you like your schooling and service for your country, as well as you did. You know, it makes the time go more rapidly for all when you enjoy your work. I’m not a bit surprised at your honors, love, for it’s what I expected of you. Now, do not take by that that I’m not proud of you, for I am. That is, if I have the right, haven’t I? I’m going to tell everyone I see about your glorious success. Oh, you can’t stop me, love, for you’re there and I’m here. I’ve got the best of you there.
I was going to write last night, but Mama made me go right to bed. If you’ve read Deloras’s letter, you know quite a bit that I was going to tell you, for she wrote last night. I went out last night and helped cut asparagus.
I’m not bragging either, but I beat the girls cutting. I feel quite proud as they have cut so much more this season. I even cut one more row than they did. When I came in I was pretty tired -- not a good tired -- but just my style, a lazy tired, so Mama made me take a bath and go right to bed. We came in at 9:10 pm. See how lazy I was yesterday? Oh, yes, I’m just fine this morning, but lazy, as I haven’t done anything yet, I haven’t even eaten my breakfast. I’m going to fast just until noon, you know.
Oh, yes, I guess you never will care to kiss me, or perhaps Papa, again. I had a mosquito just politely go down my throat to explore the interior contents of that human named Violet. I never saw mosquitoes so thick before. Papa said he couldn’t breathe through his nose, so he had to open his mouth, and oh, my, the results.
I surely am glad; Henry, that you are so good, and that you live your religion as well as you are doing. I should say: fast when you can, for you will get a blessing through it.
There is one sentence you had in your letter which I wondered about. You said I was too good for you. Now, Henry, you know that I am not nearly so good as you, as I don’t have the temptations to withstand that you have. So, that part is settled, so if you mean it the other way, well, I won’t say anything about that, for I don’t think that. Well, anyway love, you have more to give.
I surely am glad you received your apples. Enjoy them as much as possible. Sister Bartholomew is here and she says that they have had no word from Clarence as to his furlough.
Papa is not going into town tomorrow, as the factory is going to run. We have radishes that need pulling. I will get out of it as our convention starts Friday. I want to go down and see Ede and stay a night or two with her. Uncle James is just taking the asparagus down now to the factory. It surely is getting summer rapidly. The strawberries are ripening. You know that tree of pie cherries by the house? They are turning now, so you can see things are just coming along.
Sarah Stocker said they had heard from Tab and he says he is well, hale, hearty, and happy. Your mother was telling Mama that she got a letter from your brother, David, and he says Parkins, Davies, and Eugene have all gone to France.
I was talking to Clyde’s mother Monday uptown. She said Clyde entertains quite a bit with his music and that he says that he was the best there, and wasn’t sick a bit when the rest were. She said his course was fine. I told her yours was the best there and that it took a bright man to take the course you were taking (ha ha). I surely did blow you up.
Miss Sheppard wants to be remembered to you. She thinks you’re, of course, a fine one. Deloras said to tell you I had been uptown and gotten a new dress. She didn’t tell you she got one, too. My dress is a white one with a blue stripe in it. I’m going to save my tan, silk one until I think someone I care a great deal for will see it. Do you think that will be alright, sweetheart?
Before I forget it, thanks very, very much for the pictures. I have them on the piano. They were teasing me because I liked the one “that was nearest your home.” Well, so I do. I said I wished I were walking across that bridge with someone by my side.
Well, Clyde and Amelia are married at last, and in the temple, at that. They were married last Wednesday. We went uptown last night to get Mama from Red Cross, and Monday night we took Sister Ford and Parrish and Mama down to Sister Bull’s, then uptown and back.
Esther got a card yesterday saying Carter had landed okay. I guess he’s in France. I guess she will feel better now, for she knows he is safe. Mable phoned Monday. She was kind of under the weather. Thelma had not gone home yet, as they haven’t come after her. Oh, yes, do you know why they call a slacker a ‘squash pie’? No. Well, because they’re yellow all through and haven’t enough crust to go over the top. Pardon this writing, Henry dear, but I’m afraid the mail man will come.
I hope like your candy, love, and that it isn’t too dry. It hadn’t been made a half hour when we packed it. If it isn’t good, think of the love it is sent with, rather than its goodness.
Henry dear, have a good time and don’t slave too much, for when you enjoy yourself, I do, too. And please, love, don’t talk about paying me back for I am paid a hundred fold. Mama is trying to make my little dress for the convention. And Hazel is serving on the flag committee. I am going to put one star on, may I? Well, I guess I must close, so bye-bye.
As ever, your sweetheart,
Violet
P.S. XX How many of these do you want?
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