March 25, 1924, Austin to Boston

 Dearest Old Dear,


Just for a change I got a letter form you this morning. I had just about given up all hope, and that's the reason I didn't write you yesterday, although I've written every day except that. I guess you won't get but about half of the letter I've written, but I'll send the other on, when they come back, just to show you how faithful I've been.

Pardon me for referring to the weather, my dearest, but today was a sure enough bright spring day. And the grass + everything smelled so sweet, you know and there were boys and girls paired off, and sitting and lounging all over the sweet grass, you know, and it sure did make me lonesome for a little 125 lb. girl I know. I'm still waiting for my bet to be accepted. I think 125 is just about the right weight for you to, dear (to tell the truth, your weight will suit me whatever it is.)

You seemed very much excited about your holiday. I'm glad you're having it, sweetheart, and having such a good time; but remember that when you're persperating through a tough exam next June, I'll be back in Old El Paso.

I'm still waiting, as I've often said before, and I'll keep on saying it until you give in, for you to take me up. You can increase the stakes just as much as you wish (keeping them in the same ratio), if you like the installment plan idea.

Just as much love as usual,

Henry


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