STATE COLLEGE MISS.
NOV 17
330 PM
1937
Miss Christine Smith
Rose Hill,
Mississippi


Wednesday A.M.
Dearest Chris:
Please forgive me for waiting
so long to answer your letter,
also for having the nerve to write
to you on this kind of stationery. Just
pretend that is the best paper one
can buy just anywhere. I'm in a 
class which really isn't so boring,
but is not nearly so interesting as
writing to you, that is if I can
look forward to a letter from you.
I enjoy your letters very, very
much and always look forward to
them. They do me lots of good. I don't
mean to wait so long to answer, it 
doesn't mean that I don't think of 
you lots and lots, wonder what
you are doing, if you like it, and 
if you ever think of me.
Old Man "flu" is doing his level
best to drag me down. Feel much
worse today. Never felt so no good 
and tired. May have to go to the 
hospital. Hope not. Bet I would
feel a hundred percent better if
you and I were together at some
place where we could have 
plenty of fun, laugh, and enjoy
everything. Nobody but you would
do cause I like so much to be 
with you. It seems ages, ages, and
more ages since I last saw you,
but I haven't forgotten how you
look and how very sweet you 
are. Some awfully nice high-priced
word should go in there, but try
as I might [illegible - tear in page]


surface. Wish I could touch a button 
and find myself with you in 
just about five minutes. In other
words, I want to see you.
Chick says "hello, like to see you," etc.
Next week this time no school. Are
you considering going to the State - Ole Miss
football game? I haven't made up my
mind whether to go or not. Do you 
think I should?
Helen was asking about ^you last
week. She says "hello" also.
Do you remember the boy she went
with last year, whose name was "Duff?"
His father died yesterday afternoon.
He was a very good friend of my
father's and all of us liked him a  
great deal. I can't seem to realize
that he is dead. Have you ever
been that way? Doesn't seem right.
This foolish professor thinks I am
taking notes or something. His lecture
is disconcerting or something. If this
letter is crazy, blame it on him. 
In two more months I shall be
a "bony fyde" graduate of Mississippi
State College. (I hope.) Sometimes I just
don't give a damn what happens
or what doesn't happen. Be glad
when my school days are over. Couldn't
stand four more years of it.
Think of me every now and then,
write soon and be sweet
Lovingly,
Wade
Pardon so many [illegible]
Bye