Bismarck daily tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1881-1916, 1915-04-21
Scandal
Department

help it; love you so much that l
just imagined all sorts of things
that you were playing pool, or tango.
ing, or doing the fox trot, or the hest
tation, but no, dearest; that is mean
of me for know you wouldn't hest
tate for minute with any Of those
swell DANES. l know you wouldn't,
but just can't help thinking about III
and it's just killing me, Jeffrey dear.
But you know L. am not suspicious,
or distrustful Of you, don't you prec-
ious boy?
Dear One, was alone here the
other night and, as usual, passed the
time thinking of you until sleep clos.
ed those eyes you said you loved to
look into. Honest, l did! My
thoughts went back to those delight
full little suppers we used to have at
Charlie Tuck's. Do you remember
how mad the girl with Fred Doll got
when you reached over and playfully
pulled off her slippers? The Hussey!
She was only bluffing. But enjoyed
those times, sweetheart; and am look
ing forward to more of them, so get
in training, my own dear boy, for
those coming events.
"Now, Honey Bunch! You must
promise not to get angry, for I am
going to tell you something. Mama,
I think, does not like you. She says
you not only 60 with other girls, but
you run around with Cliff Nortotn
and Brink and have even been seen
lunching at the Y. w. c. A. She also
said she heard you had smashed
your new car all to pieces one night
not long ago when you were out Joy
riding. But you know how easy it
is for mother to become suspicious
and I don't believe it dearest, but
even If you did, I don't care, for you
are my Ownest Own.
But pity me, Dearest One! I didn't
get letter from you all day yester.
day, and think how weary am camp.
ing here in this wet tank of town,
you must write every day. However.
two letters came this morning and
they made me 80 passionately happy
that I'm waiting, longing and yearn.
ing to clasp my boy to my arms
again. l can hardly wait to get back
to Bismarck and you.
"And one more thing, dearest!
That last pair Of shoes you sent me
are no good; the soles were only pa.
per and I'm really and truly ION my
uppers." Get me a pair from Brother
Eddie. notice though, that he is not
the sole owner any more and maybe
his shoes wont wear any better than
the others. And, too, don't buy any
more from those people you bought
those silk stockings from; the heel
is all out Of one and the other pair
has run away up the side. Lovey,
if you buy me any more, get 'em
from AL Resembles such a cut lit
tie rascal. I know he has the best
kind, because he gave two lovely pairs
to friend Of mine, and he guaran-
teed them for three months too. You
ought to see them, they are the
SWEETEST I ever saw, but 1 wouldn't
want you to see them, unless was
present. Oh, you Jeffrey! How Il
love you.
Dearest, do you realize I have no
picture Of you? You must get one
taken at once and send it to me. Go
to Holmboe. l understand he has
come to be quite an expert photo.
grapher, and makes pictures Of actors,
and can make really good picture Of
even q bad actor. Don't let him
frame it, though, for he couldn't
frame anything for me. Well, Dear
est, its nearly two o'clock, and my
feet are cold. I shall expect q nice
long, sweet letter from you to.mor.
row. With eyes that see nothing but
your own dear, smiling face, = brain
almost distracted with thoughts Of
you, and a heart Just bubbling over
with love for you, l am,
For ever and aye, your own,