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Say What?

 

Postmark Jefferson City, MO

 

April 21, 1930 8:30 PM

 

Monday

 

Dear Jim:
Well-I haven’t very much to say.  I am really not as angry as I might seem, however I felt better after you came by last night.  I was surprised though that you did.

 

I worked hard today and am tired tonight.  I tried to get my art ready and did but it’s a big job.

 

I had a letter from Helen she said Lillian Rogles told her that Henry said he want to be Helen’s next flame.  Now I am sure he didn’t say that, just what he said I can’t say.  Helen said she was sure Lillian got her wires crossed.  Anyway Helen wants to come up this coming weekend, but on account of some parties and all, I am writing to her to come later. She really wants to come the 9th but I think that’s when we can go to Clinton.  I believe from now until school is out I’ll be busy.

 

Jim-the flowers are still pretty.  They were so sweet Sunday morning.  I will forgive you for most anything when you are so thoughtful as to send flowers to me on Easter.  I think you’re real sweet.  

 

Write soon–and when will you be over Saturday afternoon or when?
Love,

 

Mary

 

 

 

Postmark Columbia, MO

 

April 24, 1930 5 PM

 

Thursday

 

Dear Mary-

 

I just finished reading your letter.  I am sure Helen would understand if she wants to come that weekend.  As for going down home is concerned, we can make the trip anytime, or leave it out if you are too busy.  I’ll tell mother not to plan any party for you for about a week and a half yet.  By then we should know for sure.  Then if something happens that you can’t leave she can call it off alright.  Don’t worry yourself about that.

 

I wrote an eight hundred word paper last night.  I wrote it, corrected it and copied it over by midnight.  I didn’t get started until eight thirty.  I hope the thing is satisfactory.  I have to read it at the banquet tomorrow night before all of the Tau Beta Pis and all of the faculty of the Engineering School.  I’ll be glad when that is over.  I have an examination in Heat Machinery at one o’clock and an exam for Tau Beta Pi at four o’clock.  I don’t know how I’ll come out in either one of them, but I don’t really care.

 

Tomorrow classes are dismissed for the funeral of the former President of the University, whatever his name is.  That means I don’t have any classes at all tomorrow.  I think I will put the whole day in on my Graphic Statics.  Maybe I can get caught up on some of it.  I have a Heat report to write tonight and an electrical report to write up before Monday, so  you see, I really have plenty to keep me busy for some time.  I’ll be over there Saturday about 5:45 P.M.  

 

Really Mary I am just about out of something to say, so I guess I’ll have to quit for this time.  You’ll forgive me once more want you?  Please~~~~~~~~~~

 

Love,

 

Jim

 

Henry called me from downtown last night.  He had a date and two couples over here.  He didn’t come out here though.

 

 

Two people without much to say, but their letters say a lot.  Parties and plans and projects and papers.  And tittle-tattle about Henry’s romantic life.  Just exactly what his romantic life is…who can say?

 

 

 

The correspondence leaves out a lot information.  I guess we’re better off not knowing the particulars of what had Mary annoyed with Jim.  Kiss and make up.  The flowers were a nice touch.

 

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Special Delivery from St. Louis

Mary and Jim wrote to one another everyday, sometimes twice in one day and also on Sundays.  Mail was delivered regularly Monday through Saturday, but not on Sunday.  Special Delivery was a service of the U.S. Postal Service from 1885 to 1997 when overnight, express mail took its place.  A Special Delivery letter was dispatched immediately through a special messenger.  So that they never missed a day to write one another a letter, they sent one another “specials” for delivery on Sundays.  This is the first “special” I found in the letter box.

Postmark St. Louis, MO

February 8, 1930 10 PM 

SPECIAL DELIVERY (12 cents)

Saturday Night

Dear Jim:

Just a note to tell you that I am alright.

The show was grand and even though I lost some sleep by coming I’m really glad.

I haven’t bought anything but some beads so I’ll be able to come down again.

Please excuse this pencil but we are at a little shop getting dinner and this is my only chance to write you.  I’ll do much better tomorrow.

I hope you and Henry have a good weekend.  Maybe we will have a big time next week.

If I get a chance tonight I’ll write more but I just can’t do any better at present.

Be sure and write me about what you think best in regard to next week end.  I want to do what you really think will be best.

I wish you could have seen the show it was just wonderful.  You would just love the music.  “Lover Come Back to Me” was marvelous.

Must close.  Please forgive me for writing this short letter.  I just wanted you to hear.

Will be glad to get your letter tomorrow.

Love,

Mary

What makes this letter “special” is not only the way it was delivered but that Mary planned to write to Jim after the show.  Along with the lipstick, compact and handkerchief in her purse, she also managed to tuck in some note paper, an envelope and enough stamps to send it Special Delivery.  Maybe she forgot her pen in the excitement of going to the Fox Theater for the evening, or she might have run out of ink, so she asks the waitress who takes their pie and ice cream order if she can borrow her pencil.  As marvelous as her weekend has been in St. Louis, she is already dreaming and planning about the upcoming weekend she would spend with Jim.

 

The picture show that she saw that night was New Moon, a story about two star crossed lovers who have a ship board romance and must overcome overwhelming odds to be together.  The movie featured the song, “Lover Come Back to Me.”  The song has been recorded by Billie Holliday, Ella Fitzgerald, Nat King Cole and Barbra Streisand.  If you watch Dancing With the Stars, you’ve heard it.  Brooke Burke and Derek Hough danced the Quickstep to it in Season 7.

You went away.  I let you.  We broke the ties that bind.  I wanted to forget you and leave the past behind.  Still, the magic of the night I met you seems to stay forever in my mind.

The sky was blue and high above.  The moon was new and so was love.  This eager heart of mine was singing.  Lover where can you be.

This heart of mine is singing.  Lover come back to me.  

(Oscar Hammerstein II)

The lyrics remind me a little of my grandparents’ unfolding love story.  Broken ties but Jim stayed forever on her mind.  The moon is new and so is their love.  Surely, Mary’s heart is singing as she pencils this “special” to Jim.

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