A.M. Rodgers
Lexington, Miss.
Allie Miller
Allie


Lexington, Miss. Jun 28 5-PM 1940
Miss Martha Smith
1940-
Miss Martha Smith
Pittsboro
Mississippi


Wednesday Afternoon
Dearest Martha,
Your mental picture of my seven
o'clock rest is almost correct. However,
it is not as blissful as it might be.
Pop cuts the radio on about that time
and the cares of the world creep faintly
into the background. The news broad-
cast only last 15 minutes. Pop then
turns the radio off and I go back
to sleep. I usually get up between
eight-thrity and nine. It's a wonderful
life for those who can enjoy it, and I'm
one who is just that lucky and lazy.
Gee, how I wish I could go to
school with you! But, alas, I haven't won 
a nickel on my radio contests. I guess
I'll wait till next year to go with you.
I did hit 14 nickels in a slot machine
the other day, but that won't take me far.


Friday Morning
I thought I had the whole house cleaned
for writing to you Wednesday. Ouida, Mother,
Sarah, and Baby Pete went calling. "Pop" was
at the store- the men's gossiping union-
but perhaps the conversation wasn't any
too juicy for he returned before I had
hardly begun my letter to you. And you
are one in a million if you can ignore
Pop's conversation. We had a jolly good
time while the rest of the family was out.
Since I predicted the fall of France
and he didn't, he has come to respect
my opinion a little too much perhaps. But
I get a kick out of telling him what
I think- as who wouldn't?
While we're on the subject of the war,
I think you'll make a beautiful soldieress.
When do you intend to enlist? I want to


go with you. Seriously, and I don't think
I'm being too optimistic, I don't believe
the war will reach the United States.
I'm glad we are getting prepared, however
but I'm sorta' hoping (and it's a shame
to use the word "hope") for the biggest
battle of the century to come between
Russia and Germany. It's extremely
odd that three such men as Stalin,
Hitler, and Mussolini should be living
in the same period. We've had our
Napoleons before but only one at a time.
And so I'm expecting the grand clash
to come when these three expose
their seeming friendship. To say the 
least Stalin is getting prepared 
for Hitler who has his hands too
full of English to do anything
about his backdoor. 


Yesterday I read the "Good Housekeeping".
I especially liked the story entitled, 
"Dear Edith." Second best, in my
opinion, would be, "Throw a Few
Things in Your Bag." Then there was 
a little article which queried "Why
not Worry?" which made me remember
you on certain sentences and Aunt
Frank and Mrs. Ellsey on many
more. My favorite stylist, Christopher
Morley, introduced a Mrs. Forsooth,
whom I despise heartily. She hit one
of my vulnerable spots- book flap
reading. I'm neither a prolific not
a discriminating reader, as you
know, but out of all the modern
stuff I've read in the past four
of or five years only three works
of literature stand out in my


memory: One,  an autobiography of
Joseph Pulitzer by one of his secretarial
Companions; two, "Sand, Wind, and Stars" 
by the Frenchman, Exupery; three, a
criticism of that book by C. Morely which
came with the book.
Just heard that Wilkie was nominated
for the Republican candidate for president.
I must say I'm happy about it. I can't
say that I'll vote for him. He is another
possible Indiana president. He had no
idea of trying for the nomination. When
one approached him on the subject he
said, "Sure, go ahead; I don't know anyone 
who would refuse to be the president of
the U.S." He is a big business man.
He did not have enough money to 
finish his education, so he stayed
out of school and worked until


he saved up enough money to get his
degree in law. He worked in the oil
fields and in the wheat fields. He
is really a man of the people- a sort of 
Abraham Lincoln- certainly a self-made
man. Those things will appeal to the
voters, you know, and I, for one,
won't be surprised if he beats
Roosevelt. Pop doesn't begin to agree 
with me. 
This letter grows lengthy and I fa
have discussed everything except the
weather. We have sunshine and heat
one day and the next we have
rain and sweater temperature.
I enjoy your letters so much.
I hope you won't wait too long to
answer this baloney. Lots o' love,
Allie Miller