Letters from Grandpa 19 March 1916

The Brown Hotel
Daniel Morrison, Prop.
Eureka, Nevada

Miss Allene S. Kelley,
Modesto,
California

Just see what I've missed Dearest!- and to show you I'll enclose it.

If I hadn't gone back to Elko and met Dr. Whitesides my name would have been coupled with Carl's, that is Mr. C. G. Jepson, and I'd have been in the market for "Livestock in Carload Lots" and with all those other things he's got on the card. The complexion of his other stationery (letterheads and envelopes) is just as unusual and impressive as that of the card and it sure makes a hit with me. I call it C.L.A.S.S. The unusual always did appeal to me anyhow. By that I don't mean freakish nor ridiculous things.

Well dearest the dance is a thing of the past and I feel that I carried out my part in a dutiable manner. By midnight I had all the dancing I wanted but Thelma,-the little devil,-seemed to be just "beginning to commence" (Allene Kelley) to enjoy herself, so I just stood around and talked--with the fellows (you know how they always bunch up when they're not dancing), and danced occasionally till three o'clock and the bloomin' kid made no signs of getting tired so I had to tell her it was about time to go home. Gave her two more dances and then took them home. Their little brother, Peter Breen , Jr., was there and went home with us. 

I had a good time but had to "pay the fiddler" yesterday as I had a lot of work to do and had to get up at the usual time. The twelve and a half hours sleep I got last night has put me back to normal and I feel fine this morning. Anyhow the two letters I rec'd from you last night helped a whole lot, dear, toward making the world brighter. And to dim everything Pearlie Morrison, the landlord's daughter, just came in the parlor here and is favoring us with a few selections such as "Where the Silv'ry Colorado Wends It's [sic] Way" and others equally ancient. And after my telling her to get out, to go make the beds--that I was busy writing to the onliest girlie in the world~~and I meant every word of it too. Thank goodness!--She's gone - to make the beds I guess.

Is a person absent-minded when he's in love? I believe it does have it's effect alright and I know when you're always thinking of one thing or one person you haven't much time for other things and are therefore very apt to be accused of absent-mindedness.

So you wish Cressey [Cressey Maze -ed.] and Mariam would hurry up and get married. If it will relieve you of any suspense dear, I wish so too. I don't see what's the use of those prolonged engagements anyhow,~~unless financial or other equally important obstacles prevent. And Cressey's quiet is he dear, and his usual conversation is carried on in monosyllables such as yes and no in response to questions? I hope I'm not that way altho' I do get spells of silence among strangers. Wait and see-you be the judge dear as to my conversational abilities.

Old Bill Doyle, as I call him sometimes, got drunk as a Lord at the advent of Florence's arrival and she's proven worthy of the demonstration. She's the dearest, cutest little youngster I believe I ever saw.

I'm sorry you couldn't get the first ride in the little roadster Allene. You sure'd have had it had you been anywheres near, but I'll try and arrange so will have a ride in it before it's all worn out toting me around after these elusive eagles and double eagles. The pursuit of them is a pleasure notwithstanding the hardships it puts us to. There's a good time coming tho' for all of us, but let's make ourselves happy while we're waiting for it.

The tho'ts expressed in your missives, Allene dearest, and the others which I find between the lines add immensely to my happiness and I trust mine are likewise, equally, joy bearing. May they be the forerunners of something greater and better for us dearest, that's all now.

Ever yours only

Frank

Eureka, Nevada,

Sunday,

March 19th 1916.

Letters from Grandpa 7 March 1916

The International Hotel
Austin, Nevada

Miss Allene S. Kelley,
Modesto,
California

Allene Dearest, Your promised  fat one was received today as per schedule. In it you speak of getting my letters earlier in the day, but two days after they are written. One of those days is lost between here and Battle M't'n. And in your post script you sort of prod my memory regarding some very important questions you asked me a month ago.

I remember very distinctly dear of telling you that I had some plans for the future but that I couldn't tell you what they were--nor even consult you regarding them--as the time and the place were not right.

First dearest I want to ask if the important questions weren't regarding these plans and then that you be patient and wait;--will you, Allene?

So you'd be extremely jealous if I worked over girls or women patients, huh? Am glad to hear you say that dear but you'll have very little cause for any feeling of that kind as most all our work has been and is on men. Anyhow I'm not stuck on working on nervous touchy women. Doc. W. seems to like it and it "goes" with me fine.


Business is still good tho' no big jobs on hand.

Anxiously awaiting your reply dear to find out if I'm on the right track regarding those important questions and to hear what answer you will give to my requests I am,

Your ever sincere,
Frank

Austin, Nevada,
March 7th 1916

Letters from Grandpa 20 February 1916

Golconda Hot Springs Hotel
Golconda, Nevada

Miss Allene S Kelley
Modesto,
California

Allene Dearest, have you consumed the contents of that case of complexion compound and did it add to your avoirdupois? I've been told that sweets would do that and I know you hadn't reached the desired limit, so tell me it was sweet of me to remember you in that way,--or something equally nice, dear. I know you cried quits on the candy stuff but I don't think you meant that to last forever and there's a very slim assortment of things to select remembrances etc. from out here. I'll try not [to] be monotonous tho' and will only "sandwich" candy occasionally.

Almost wish I hadn't gone to Elko cause I've contracted a peach of a cold to pay for it. Put on a light summer suit and wore it back. It fixed me alright. It's a mighty good thing I've got plenty of clothes, also that I bro't another heavy suit with me, and if this weather continues the light suit will last a long time.

You ask the trouble between Dr. Moore and me. It's a long story dear, covering over four years. It is just a case of misplaced confidence and of my being too lenient with him after I saw that he was abusing the trust I placed in him. The inevitable split up was the result and in the settlement, I forced an acknowledgement of our business relations and an agreement to settle the accounts and amounts in full within a specified time. This document was drawn up by my lawyer, (where I out-witted Moore), signed by Moore and his wife doesn't love me at all. All I can say is that I "have it on him" and will make it very uncomfortable if he doesn't pay up.

I've gotten all your letters now dear. The Jan. 17th  one was the first sent to Midas,- the first time we didn't go, and it was held there till the day we left. The other one went up there and came right back so if it has a good beginning, "all's well that ends well" So you got two,--you spelled it "to-," valentines dear,- Well I got a couple too and darned if I know who did send 'em. Came from Calif. One from Oakland and the other from San Francisco. Are you guilty, dear, or am I on the wrong track? If you didn't send one I must agree with you that they are silly things but if you did,--I agree with you anyhow.

If the Ne'er-do-Well was as good in pictures as the book you had a real treat. Don't blame your grandmother for being romantic this kind of weather and with these moonlight nights but that light suit of clothes took all the romance out of me.

If boarding school has all those effects you say it has on one I'm mighty glad you didn't stay and furthermore I'm glad you're immune if that doesn't cover too much territory and include Nevada.

All my love dear.

Ever yours,
Frank

Sunday, February 20th,
1916

Letters from Grandpa 12 January 1916

Box 162
Elko, Nevada

Miss Allene S. Kelley,
1020-15th St.,
Modesto,
California

Dearest Mine:~
Today has been a tough one, or a good one,~whichever way you choose to look at it. Dr. Whitesides and I have been as busy as cranberry merchants since early morn and even now~6:30 P.M.~ I have about two hours' more work ahead of me before I go to bed~but after I've had my little talk with you dear.

Gee but it's really lots of fun to be real busy, when you know you are profiting by it. Looks like we would [sic] be here several days longer. Expected to stay three and have put in that much time already. ~"Business is Good"~

Did the one day make you feel the whole year older, dear? Gosh, I wish I could have been there that day, and Monday, Tuesday, and today besides. It "sure" makes me lonesome to hear all those things, but I'll have to stand it for awhile.

Yes, they were horrid for giving you that little tin Elk and especially so by putting that sign on him. Still it was good, wasn't it? Somebody must have been telling tales out of school, huh? Well the picture will be there tonight or tomorrow and you can show 'em what one Elk from Elko Nevada looks like.

Am going to leave you now, dear, and start on that two hours' job. Maybe a start will be all there is to it.

Love dearest from your Elk from Elko,

Frank
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Wednesday, January 12th, 1916
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Battle Mountain, Nevada
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