October 3, 1912.
Sunday is my off day. Sunday Morning I always get up with a headache as I did today.
Oh how I wish you were here I think I wouldn’t mind the headache so much, I would be so happy.
Friday Grandma and Aunt Emma came, First Bertha and Anna came into the bank then when I went home there was Grandma surprise I don’t express it, for I didn’t know what to do or say.
So I just took Grandma into my arms + kissed her and she was been kissing me ever since.
Oh Darling how I wishes I felt better I could write more but I can’t.
I am awful busy but I worked last night until 12 o’clock and I think I will have to all this week until about that hour.
My headaches Dear I can’t write any more.
Goodnight my Dear Dear Sweetheart.
Oh Darling I Love you So.