Wednesday
Stell dear: –
The law of the reward for goodness must be wavering when you can become ill. Your nurse has just informed me that you are suffering from a “bad cold” whatever that may be, and you know how sorry and troubled I feel. I did want to have her tell you that I would drop in for a few moments to see you but I just couldn’t. When I see you I shall tell you the reason. You will probably laugh, shake your head and probably want to shake me, but nevertheless though it will sound silly you couldn’t appreciate it unless you could see me. I am very happy that you wanted me to come over and I feel very much like a cad because I couldn’t make the grade.
I hope you will be well before this letter reaches you, dear.
Due to an exceptionally dumb office attendant believing that ‘belladonna’ should be administered through a hose rather than through the orthodox medium of an eye dropper, I am still forced to endure my own company at 9805 South Boulevard. After being afflicted with myself for these two days I shall be more considerate of other people! I had intended to go to work this morning but after a sad attempt to find my face with a razor I gave it up as a bad day. Perhaps my absence will impress my value upon the “heads of the organization.*
*(Footnote: - I am writing this letter at arm’s length and feel very proud of my effort)
Can’t imagine why your phone didn’t answer yesterday. I tried to get you several times and then gave it up as a bad job. I didn’t try in the evening as I thought you would be at the reception. Of course I didn’t dream that you were ill, – although I did dream a great deal of you. After your phone refused to respond to kind treatment I wandered over to Levys and tried to console Jerry over the sad loss of his tonsils, – which sad event took place at the St. Luke’s hospital last Saturday at high noon. The patient was attired in —---------. Well, anyways, he is doing well and hopes to be able to be out by Saturday. He looked allright to me through my dark glasses.
I head my letter “Wednesday” but you are to remember that that is not for publication. I can’t believe that the week has been so long since Saturday. I asked the landlady twice before I could believe that it was only Wednesday. I would have asked her once more to make sure but I could see her anger rising at my questioning the veracity of her calendar. Of course she was perfectly right in thinking the best of her calendar because it was a gift. I think it was given to her at Christmas by the Prudential Life Insurance Company. That woman has a mania for advertisements. When we first took this room the walls were covered with framed clippings from “The Skin you love to touch” and the holeproof ads.
But seriously, Stell, I have missed you a lot and am looking forward to our next date. I shall try to see you tomorrow (Thursday) evening if I can get away from the office and provided that you can see me. If not, maybe Friday. I shall call you at six Thursday and shall hope to hear that you are well —- also to learn when we are to see each other again. By tomorrow I shall be able to see you well.
I nearly forgot to tell you the verdict and I know you are interested in what the doctor decided to do with me. I am to return Monday and if he can’t make up his mind what to do with me he is to let me know. Personally, I don’t think that he will do very much.
Do get well soon Stell for you of all people don’t deserve to be ill.
Love,
Leon
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