The single correspondence from 1929 is the letter Mary wrote from the train. I have searched the letterbox. Nothing. Not even a reply from Jim to that letter. I wonder what happened to that bundle, or were those letters even saved to begin with? What might they have written? Mary began to teach school that Fall. Jim returned to classes at the university, where they probably enjoyed going to a few football games together. The stock market crash in October plunged the country into the Great Depression. It was a time of great change and uncertainty. The relationship between Mary and Jim was changing, too, and one thing is sure. The letters resume in early January 1930, and it is clear that they are now sweethearts.
The envelope is postmarked January 9, 1930, 11:30 P.M.
Say-I didn’t mean for you to work all night making candy. You shouldn’t have gone to all the trouble you did honey. But, it certainly is good. I love good homemade candy, and this is really good. It surely is sweet of you to go to all that trouble for me. Henry said to tell you that the candy is certainly good. It just came a few minutes ago, about a half hour after your letter.
It snowed here all last night. There is about eight or ten inches of snow on the ground now. Henry and I got up this morning and dressed nice and warm, then went for a nice long walk about fifteen blocks. It was snowing hard and blowing all of the time. I felt lots better after I got in.
I think I am going to have to work tomorrow. I’ll be rather glad to have something to do again for a change. I wish you didn’t have to get out in it so much though honey. This will nearly cover you up, won’t it? Do you have to walk when the snow is as deep as it is now? I hope not. I think it would be lots of fun if we could get together and go for a big bobsled ride. I always did like that.
Really Mary, you are about the sweetest thing I can think of. I think I would like to have you for good. No fooling. I am sure of it. I wish that I were through with school now. I am sure things would be different. They will be when I do get through. That won’t be very long now, will it?
I’ll write Leon right away. I’m sorry I couldn’t have thought of that before. I know just how it is to be away from home with not a soul near that you know. I was that way for a month last summer out in Lawrence, Kansas. I never got so lonesome in my life.
There is a hockey game here tonight. Henry wants to go so I might go to it. I don’t know yet. More than likely I’ll stay right here. He is trying to get a date, and if he does-I won’t have to go. I hate to get out in this cold unless I am dressed for it. I can’t go there dressed like I was this morning.
I would like to go a few places with your dad. I like to travel if I can go on a train. I don’t care so much for going very long distances on buses or in a car.
I must stop. Be a good girl. I hope you don’t fall and hurt yourself. Thanks again for the lovely candy.