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Conger Reynolds correspondence, August 1918
1918-08-18 Conger Reynolds to Daphne Reynolds Page 2
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Eddie - curse him! So there were then in all. But lan'sakes, chile, it had been two weeks since I had had any. And you never, never could get enough of them here to satisfy me. After the rush was over, I took my treasures and went home to read them in peace and quiet. I like to be alone when I am hearing from you; there is a sort of ritual that has to be gone through to get the full delight out of it. I had a good time. The eight lasted quite awhile. And when I finished chuckling over them and thrilling over them I sank into happy sleep and dreamed you were talking to me. The wonderful loving in them quite soothed my disturbed feelings and lifted me beyond into heights of keen delight. You can torment, but you can love much better, and, thank the Lord, you are not stingy about letting your hubby know you love him. I'm not attempting this afternoon to answer any of the letters. Since morning I have been working like a fiend despite the fact that this is Sunday, and even now I am being interrupted every few minutes to settle one thing or another. The only way I can write under such circumstances is with a typewriter. Due to my newspaper training perhaps I can get on a typewrite and be oblivious to any amount of racket going on about me.
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Eddie - curse him! So there were then in all. But lan'sakes, chile, it had been two weeks since I had had any. And you never, never could get enough of them here to satisfy me. After the rush was over, I took my treasures and went home to read them in peace and quiet. I like to be alone when I am hearing from you; there is a sort of ritual that has to be gone through to get the full delight out of it. I had a good time. The eight lasted quite awhile. And when I finished chuckling over them and thrilling over them I sank into happy sleep and dreamed you were talking to me. The wonderful loving in them quite soothed my disturbed feelings and lifted me beyond into heights of keen delight. You can torment, but you can love much better, and, thank the Lord, you are not stingy about letting your hubby know you love him. I'm not attempting this afternoon to answer any of the letters. Since morning I have been working like a fiend despite the fact that this is Sunday, and even now I am being interrupted every few minutes to settle one thing or another. The only way I can write under such circumstances is with a typewriter. Due to my newspaper training perhaps I can get on a typewrite and be oblivious to any amount of racket going on about me.
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