Feb 18-
"Dearest Bob:
I received both of your lovely letters- one yesterday and the other to-day.
Mother and I have been downtown all afternoon- we just got home. This was one time Dad should have worried, however I don't know whether he did or not.
I received your formal invitation to-day. Isn't it grand the way things worked out? I, also, have something nice to tell you about the A.D.A.s.
I'd love to have dinner with you to-morrow night, dear. I'll leave here on the three o'clock interurban.
I have a couple of things to tell you- but guess I'll let you wonder until I see you.
Good-night, Bobby dear.
Your sweetheart,
Jean"
Feb 20
"Sweetheart:
It was all so lovely, dearest. Too wonderful to be true!! I was so proud of you- I was just all swelled up. I wouldn't have traded dates with any fellow there.
Isn't this a wonderful morning? I'm sitting next to my open window taking the benefit of the air.
I'm going to Church this morning with the McBroooms- they've invited me to dinner. Isn't that nice of them.
Hope you enjoyed the Life and the animal crackers on your journey- and that you found the Rock Island more comfortable than the interurban.
I feel so peppy this morning. Like a smashing set of tennis or a couple of rounds of golf. I'll probably take it out in a good long hike this afternoon. Haven't really hiked since that one time in Des Moines.
Dear, I hope we'll enjoy the dance this week as much as the one last night. You did enjoy it- didn't you?? You said you did.
I love you so much, dear. Life is measured by the times I see you- I just mark time between dates- living on the last one and visions of the next. Cause you're so lovely, so sweet, dearest- I just wouldn't be normal if I didn't worship you. But I do- you know I do.
Always,
Bob"