August 30, 1927, Orange, Massachusetts, to El Paso

Sat. Tony : Let me try to make amends for last letter. Time was scarce and I shouldn't have written. Your last letter was so pleasant. I have remorse when I think of it. This place is really quite as depressing as the last. I got Goethe's Faust and Holloway on Walt Whitman and they have toned me up a bit. Truly I do get the greatest pleasure from your letters. But you know how 'tis. You think maybe I am “overly enthusiastic about marriage.” Don't believe it. I don't crave marriage, exactly, at the moment but I do want you. Not now but every hour of every day. I would even go purblind if needed. Let's hope that God will use discretion and that every little bit you give may be the incentive to greater giving. It is foggy out but that mist is but half as dense as the one you are before my eyes. The sun may be on the other side but most of the time I can no see him. I am still alone but have great time. Breakfast, lunch + supper either cereal, eggs or ham. It don't make much difference they all taste same by now. My comforter + redeemer is fruit. Had a wild time last night listening in on two old grads” recounortering Amherst of '28 under Pease. After that '98 to '27 with equally voracious vociferation. It nourishes them as much as food. No gore or snappy stories from this town. An airplane crashed here and somebody or other died and a child arrived in some home. Of course the ten or fifteen cents are still in circulation but outside of this it might well be the tomb of Tut. (Papa) Don't dull edge cutting up with kiddies. You know what an automobile is with a burned bearing. If you wish, merely Your friend Ted. House: P.S. I think I'm going 163 Pleasant St. to Boston Monday but Orange, Mass. I'll be home in a week.