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18- Friday Evening 8:45 P.M. Dearest mine: Your no X letter arrived this afternoon - I was so surprized and happy, you see I’d had no mail for 3 mornings and 2 afternoons, and Bev has had no mail in 5 days, so I wasn't really expecting anything - Was much relieved to hear that you are beginning to get my letters - I'm missing VIII and IX of yours. Love the cartographs, have it tacked on the wall beside the desk - now there are 3 maps up! Darling, when you come home you can hang up as many charts and maps as you like! By now you should have the enlargements, and the snapshot case. The first package I mailed and the last sent Special Delivery you will probably receive soon, but the one mailed in between I marked Xmas parcel, which means it probably won't reach you til Dec. in which case you could pass out the brownies for ammunition. Sweety, I'm afraid you are going to have meagre Christmas, because I've just sent odds and ends as I thought of them, and nothing that can be called a present. That was because I could think of nothing you would want to lug around with you. However, [?] would you like a picture of Wendy and me (or just Wendy) taken on or about Christmas day with our tree and mailed to you later? As for the camera - I think Mother and Father [pg 2] have already gotten you a watch, I've asked around without luck, but tomorrow I'll put an ad in the evening paper and see what happens. Bev is going east on Monday. She was offered a job teaching at Ohio U. and expects to be home til January. However, I doubt that she will be back. I shall miss her and the car, but will manage alright I'm sure, now that I know my way around Today, I got a cleaning urge (you know why) and did the whole house, and cut geraniums and pine to put around - tomorrow will try to take some indoor pictures. Have asked Mrs. Price to dinner. This morning we got into a long conversation war, politics, etc. etc. and she kept saying it was good to talk with me. I'm reading a rather good little book Japan's Islands of Mystery - Day, but I can't take too much at once. I've not heard from Mrs. May about the handkerchief. You might sound Henry out and see if he knows anything. Speaking of Henry - darling, if it's at all possible, will you ask Henry to drop me a note when find I'm not going to be hearing from you for awhile - I dread that period more than anything else- Wendy is so precious - she gets sturdier every day, and it's such fun to [pg 3] bathe her now. She laughs and crows at anything you do for her. But that little pixie, for no good reason at all has been waking up at 5:00 each morning, and making just enough noise to wake me up, and keep me from getting back to sleep - So I bundle her up and take her into bed, where she gives a roguish smile and goes sound asleep til seven - another new trick is singing herself to sleep - and I love to listen - goes something like this - ah glāh ah ah [ni?] nah aaaah - big sigh and repeat. I got the film that we took just before you left, and it looks as if we really got some very good pictures. The prints won't be ready til Thursday morning, but I'll send them right on to you that afternoon. We are settling into a routine, and life isn't too hard, tho I am very lonely and probably will be, til you are safe at home with us again. I find myself getting lost in thought as never before. It's rather refreshing at times - especially when the day thoughts are taken as a whole. History is comforting, and I am turning to books more and more. You would be amused to see me nightly curled up in the armchair beside the fire, dispensing the cares of the world. Bev Nettleton just phone to tell me an [pg 4] amusing anecdote about Gil. She promised to make a copy for me, and I'll mail it on to you. Of course the noise woke little sweetie, and now she's lively with another new accomplishment - making miniature Bronx cheers. Honey, I am writing on the Log - and it's really getting character - here we are almost ready to start the 3rd year, and the leather is beginning to scuff at the corners. It's 9:30 now, guess I'll get into bed and read for awhile. You have all my love - Bobby Oct. 5th ’43 - Went out and gathered several bushels of pine cones for the fireplace. We've had one offer for “Uwasa” will put an add in the paper tomorrow. Oct. 6th ’43 - So this is morning sickness! Lots of calls about the car.
