Sunday May 19
(Postmarked May 20th, 1918)
My dear Myron:-
I’ll start a letter now but goodness knows I’ll get it finished. I received your letter yesterday and it’s needless to say how pleased I was.
Today Ransom, Father N, Mother N, Roy and I went over to Dell’s. It was just glorious riding in the morning but we didn’t start for home until about half past five and when we were coming up over the South Granville hills we saw a thunder shower coming. Father’s folks don’t like fast riding and I was in a hurry to get home on account of the children at home so Ransom was kind of between two fires but we kept coming and got here just before the first sprinkle. The “shower” didn’t amount to much but it has sort of settled into a steady rain. I got a little frightened on the way home though. You know those bridges across the little creeks on the flat just this side of So. Hartford — when we came in sight of them we could see a crowd there and an auto upside down, down by the creek — right on top of the stone wall. To go over the bridge and get past the crowd we had to turn out of the road a little and we got right into the same hole that threw the first car. We were running very slow so WE went through all right, Ransom, from the driver’s side couldn’t see the holes at all but I saw them just too late and I tell you I was SOME SCARED. There were three people in the overturned car and not one got hurt — I think it was just a miracle.
So you didn’t make the O.T.C. (officer training) and you say you don’t mind only that the home folks will be disappointed. Don’t let that worry you one minute! If you will be satisfied you may be sure we are — we want you to be where you will be contented and as safe as possible. Perhaps it’s better any way — if you should get to be “general” or “commander-in-chief” you might forget you country relatives and I’m sure I wouldn’t like that. As to your “not being FIT for the job” I DON’T BELIEVE IT any more than does any one else that knows you.
The farm furlough business is a big disappointment to me I’ll have to admit although it always seemed ‘most too good to be true, but I kept hoping. Well it’s over any way and now I’ll begin to look forward to those week ends. Take every opportunity you can to visit us, or any “others” you want to. Make the most of whatever “leave” you can get.
I’ll make up a pkg. of ‘rags’ tomorrow to send you. We’ll cut some just like the regular Red Cross gun wipes and you let me know if they are all right. If so, the children would be more than glad to make you a lot. I’ll also send just some cloth so you can make some yourself if the others are not right. Why don’t you ask oftener for things that you want?
You never asked me for any thing before and I’m not going to let any of the rest in on this. I surely did laugh when I read about the toast but you shall have some just as soon as I get some bread fit to toast.
I heard about that box that Bessie sent you and it was SOME BOX. I’d like to have been there when you opened it. She certainly is a dear.
We all went to Argyle Fri. evening to attend a Red Cross rally. The So. Hartford minister — a returned British army chaplain — was the principle speaker. I didn’t hear much of it, as I had to take Baby outside but think most folks were a bit disappointed. Dr. Stillman sang a very pretty song “When the War is Over” do you have it? If you want it I’ll get it for you if I can. At the rally Argyle raised $560 and as their quota is only $600 they felt that they had done exceedingly well.
You know I told you that I was to entertain the Adamsville Red Cross last Wed. Well we had ten ladies present when before it had been averaging for three to five. Don’t you think I have good neighbors?
Well Baby wants to go to bed so I’ll have to say good night.
Lots of Love