To Riley: My own dearest one
June 9, 1929 Saturday Night
My own dearest one:
I wonder what you have been doing tonight. I can tell you one thing I have been feeling and that is very lonely. I suspect I am going to feel more lonely than this tomorrow afternoon. Really I believe I am in a worse position than you are. I see Randall once in a while, but he is about the only one I even talk to.
I shall ask him to see about the stamps. You must believe in buying them in quantities, or did you buy them?
What do you want me to do with the DeKalb papers? You are going to have the New Albany paper sent to you at Nashville, aren’t you?
I am so glad you can be at Mrs. Gentry’s. You did not say where you wanted me to send your mail.
If you don’t believe I am trying to take care of myself this summer, ask Miss Beedie. In addition to my medicine, rest, and food (three meals) this is what I have had — — some raisins, 1 qt. milk, 1qt. cream, and four raw eggs. Now aren’t you proud of your little girl. Miss beedie is being so good to me. She furnishes me the raisins, cream, and eggs and has her cook make the eggs and cream into a very delightful drink for me by adding some chocolate and sugar and serving ice-cold. I am feeling 100% better already.
I went over to see Mac’s baby tonight. She is quite a fine baby but cries quite a bit during the day. Mrs. McLendon is in bed again for a few days.
She got up too soon perhaps.
She surely has gained, although she lost 27 pounds while in the hospital.
I appreciated your letter of today. I went to the post office especially for it and was not disappointed. I shall write more tomorrow but good-night now, dear love.
Your little Precious
