Dear Dorothy:
As per our conversation of Sept. 4th, here is a letter.
It is now about nine o’clock I have been out to the farm all day, just on my way home, thot I should drop you this.
We played ball at Lamont Sunday, we won our first game 16 to 0 and lost in the finals 3 to 0.
We however did win $10.00 which almost paid for our dinner that night.
I drove home thru Jesup, late that night my car wanted to bend to the left and so did I, I thot about you at the corner anyway.
I sincerely hope you arrived home Saturday with out a mishap, I was in bed at 10.30, Sunday at the game Buzz, and a few more wore a size 16 hat and felt terrible and there I was as fresh as a young robin, no fooling it was practicably a pleasure. We have a very sick horse at the farm, he has sleeping sickness. the Vet told us today that he had a very slim chance of recovering, it was our best ridding horse, we sure hate to think of losing him.
Now I want you to write me about you, I hope you had a very nice week end, I enjoyed the part of it or the few hours of it that you were here and although we did very little, I hope you had a little fun.
If I am not prying into your personal affairs to much,you might let me know whether or not you are supposed to have any more dates.
As I have very little space left on this sheet I will have to let up, however Dorothy, I am looking forward with a great deal of enthusiasm for a letter from you, so snap it up.
As ever
“Ding”