Commercial Hotel
W. M. Doyle, Prop.
Elko, Nevada
Miss Allene S. Kelley,
Modesto,
California
Good morning, Allene dear. Went straight to bed last night and got up at six thirty. If my head didn't feel as big as a box car and as full as a tight shoe I'd be O.K. When a fellow feels like that tho' and also when he's been forsaken, as you have me, it's not possible to look cheerful so I guess I'll have to postpone that engagement with the photographer till I know you are home again--and safe--and the tight car full of shoe boxes,--I mean---oh you know what I mean dear--well till that feeling leaves me. I do know that I'll not leave here till this cold is broken up and I am better.
Now can't you have some Kodaks taken when you get all dolled up in the new rags dear and let me see yow you look again? I'll be expecting them.
With all my love dear I'll stop for now.
Ever yours
Frank
March 28th 1916
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Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Letters from Grandpa 27 March 1916
Commercial Hotel
W.M. Doyle, Prop.
Elko, Nevada
Miss Allene S Kelley,
Modesto,
California
Now darn it, Dearest, you're going away only for a day perhaps but it just seems as tho' I was writing this to mail to no one, and therefore I'm not at all inspired.
I hope you are having a delightful time tho' dear while this is waiting for you. Indeed I'm having one only while I'm writing; I caught a peach of a cold Saturday-coming down from Eureka and yesterday I took a little more and today I took--well it doesn't matter dear what--but I'll feel better tomorrow---can't feel worse.
Wish I could see you Allene dear when you get all togged out in the glad rags. Bet you'll come home all dressed up like a broken arm--but please be careful and don't do anything to make you feel like one.
I'm going to bed in about two seconds and it's only 8:30--so forgive yours only
Frank
Monday, March 27th 1916
W.M. Doyle, Prop.
Elko, Nevada
Miss Allene S Kelley,
Modesto,
California
Now darn it, Dearest, you're going away only for a day perhaps but it just seems as tho' I was writing this to mail to no one, and therefore I'm not at all inspired.
I hope you are having a delightful time tho' dear while this is waiting for you. Indeed I'm having one only while I'm writing; I caught a peach of a cold Saturday-coming down from Eureka and yesterday I took a little more and today I took--well it doesn't matter dear what--but I'll feel better tomorrow---can't feel worse.
Wish I could see you Allene dear when you get all togged out in the glad rags. Bet you'll come home all dressed up like a broken arm--but please be careful and don't do anything to make you feel like one.
I'm going to bed in about two seconds and it's only 8:30--so forgive yours only
Frank
Monday, March 27th 1916
Sunday, November 4, 2012
Letters from Grandpa 26 March 1916
Commercial Hotel
W. M. Doyle, Prop.
Elko, Nevada
Miss Allene S. Kelley
Modesto Berkeley
California
2800 Regent St.
Elko Home Dearest,
Again a few lines but not in answer to the big bunch I just received. And when I say big bunch I mean it. Lost count at five and there was more. These few lines are to let you know I'm here and safe and thinking of you--and wishing for the impossible;-which is that you were here now.
The little Dodge is out in front of the hotel just calling me dear and I'm calling you--won't you come and take a ride and--well I'll tell you when I see you. Those letters were about the very bestest welcome I could get--unless it was you----and that's the only alternative I'd have appreciated more.---Now you see?
There's one thing more-perhaps pursuit is right, perhaps I know it; perhaps I slipped but by golly, dear, I'd have lost out in a spelling match, cause I'd surely have spelled it "per" and never have given it a second tho't.
I like to be corrected in my orthography and grammar.
Tomorrow I'm going to see if I can get a picture taken.
We won't leave for a couple of days and then to Montello for a few days only.-----maybe. Will wire you fully as soon as I decide.
Always with all my love dear.
Yours
Frank
March 26th 1916
Note: This letter was forwarded from Modesto, I believe, because the address on the envelope had been changed with different hand writing.-ed.
W. M. Doyle, Prop.
Elko, Nevada
Miss Allene S. Kelley
California
2800 Regent St.
Elko Home Dearest,
Again a few lines but not in answer to the big bunch I just received. And when I say big bunch I mean it. Lost count at five and there was more. These few lines are to let you know I'm here and safe and thinking of you--and wishing for the impossible;-which is that you were here now.
The little Dodge is out in front of the hotel just calling me dear and I'm calling you--won't you come and take a ride and--well I'll tell you when I see you. Those letters were about the very bestest welcome I could get--unless it was you----and that's the only alternative I'd have appreciated more.---Now you see?
There's one thing more-perhaps pursuit is right, perhaps I know it; perhaps I slipped but by golly, dear, I'd have lost out in a spelling match, cause I'd surely have spelled it "per" and never have given it a second tho't.
I like to be corrected in my orthography and grammar.
Tomorrow I'm going to see if I can get a picture taken.
We won't leave for a couple of days and then to Montello for a few days only.-----maybe. Will wire you fully as soon as I decide.
Always with all my love dear.
Yours
Frank
March 26th 1916
Note: This letter was forwarded from Modesto, I believe, because the address on the envelope had been changed with different hand writing.-ed.
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Friday, May 18, 2012
Letters from Grandpa 25 March 1916
The Brown Hotel
Daniel Morrison, Prop.
Eureka, Nevada
Miss Allene S. Kelley
Modesto 2800 Regent St.
Berkeley
California
Variety, sure enuff, is the spice of life, Dearest and if that little old measly correspondence card hadn't been backed up with a couple of lively, open souled, "you-ey" letters, ("chummy" you correctly called that kind dear) I'd have kicked like a steer. Anyhow I didn't have time to write a decent letter that day and it came as an excuse for the thing I sent. Then when those two letters came dear I was so jubilant I just couldn't write and I've been busy - every second - since yesterday morning and am going to be the balance of the day. You'll get this tho' dear just as soon as you would had I written it yesterday and mailed it last night,-so-Yes so-
This is a little over twenty four hours since I wrote that so, dear. And a patient is to blame for it.
Yesterday forenoon-(this is Saturday) I tho't I could steal "enuff" time to finish a letter- the delayed one,-but no such luck. Now I'm in Palisade, on the main line, and only thirty miles from home, and have forgotten what I was going to say after so; you must know tho' Allene dear, that it was something nice,-not a complaint. You can surly write lovely letters dear and these last three -(another has been received)- are excellent samples of your abilities in that line.
Golly dear, I wish the train I am waiting for was going to take me to Modesto,-and you. Time is an awful slow poke when you are anticipating some pleasure,--and it's sure running in low for me.
With love, dearest,
Always
Frank
March 25th
Daniel Morrison, Prop.
Eureka, Nevada
Miss Allene S. Kelley
Berkeley
California
Variety, sure enuff, is the spice of life, Dearest and if that little old measly correspondence card hadn't been backed up with a couple of lively, open souled, "you-ey" letters, ("chummy" you correctly called that kind dear) I'd have kicked like a steer. Anyhow I didn't have time to write a decent letter that day and it came as an excuse for the thing I sent. Then when those two letters came dear I was so jubilant I just couldn't write and I've been busy - every second - since yesterday morning and am going to be the balance of the day. You'll get this tho' dear just as soon as you would had I written it yesterday and mailed it last night,-so-Yes so-
This is a little over twenty four hours since I wrote that so, dear. And a patient is to blame for it.
Yesterday forenoon-(this is Saturday) I tho't I could steal "enuff" time to finish a letter- the delayed one,-but no such luck. Now I'm in Palisade, on the main line, and only thirty miles from home, and have forgotten what I was going to say after so; you must know tho' Allene dear, that it was something nice,-not a complaint. You can surly write lovely letters dear and these last three -(another has been received)- are excellent samples of your abilities in that line.
Golly dear, I wish the train I am waiting for was going to take me to Modesto,-and you. Time is an awful slow poke when you are anticipating some pleasure,--and it's sure running in low for me.
With love, dearest,
Always
Frank
March 25th
Letters from Grandpa 21 March 1916
The Brown Hotel
Daniel Morrison, Prop.
Eureka, Nevada
Miss Allene S. Kelley,
Modesto
California
Dearest:- Just for that little measly correspondence card I'm going to cut you short tonight and you don't need to get peeved about [it] either cause I've exhausted my supply of news and don't expect another batch till tomorrow, or next day, or after we get out of here. Anyhow you've gotten a couple of letters that took excess baggage rates and they aught to hold you for a while.
We will be in the land of life again Saturday night and I'll wire you as soon as we arrive so you'll know when to expect "dailies" again.
Don't you dare let your aunt Helene or anyone else talk you into believing I've thrown you over dear. Nor dont [sic] you send me any more correspondence cards when you have plenty of time for a real letter.~~~But I don't want to scold you dear when everything you say to me and everything you do makes me so happy.
Always yours
Frank
March 21st 1916
Daniel Morrison, Prop.
Eureka, Nevada
Miss Allene S. Kelley,
Modesto
California
Dearest:- Just for that little measly correspondence card I'm going to cut you short tonight and you don't need to get peeved about [it] either cause I've exhausted my supply of news and don't expect another batch till tomorrow, or next day, or after we get out of here. Anyhow you've gotten a couple of letters that took excess baggage rates and they aught to hold you for a while.
We will be in the land of life again Saturday night and I'll wire you as soon as we arrive so you'll know when to expect "dailies" again.
Don't you dare let your aunt Helene or anyone else talk you into believing I've thrown you over dear. Nor dont [sic] you send me any more correspondence cards when you have plenty of time for a real letter.~~~But I don't want to scold you dear when everything you say to me and everything you do makes me so happy.
Always yours
Frank
March 21st 1916
Saturday, May 12, 2012
Letters from Grandpa 20 March 1916
The Brown Hotel
Daniel Morrison, Prop.
Eureka, Nevada
Miss Allene S. Kelley,
Modesto,
California
Allene Dearest:- All day yesterday the wind blew a gale and just before I started to bed I noticed it had banked up the clouds on all sides so I wasn't surprised when I "came to" this morning and found it trying to wash out my room by forcing rain drops in thru' the open window! Maybe the Lord forgot that Saturday night just passed and tried to give me the bath I didn't need. If it doesn't let up pretty soon it will turn into snow, as these storms always do, and then that'll put the roads out of commission for another few weeks,--and just when they were getting almost passable.
Of course Elko has warm weather dear--and yes, it does get very warm there. An even hundred in the shade is the hottest I ever saw it there tho'. But Elko is high and dry,- 5,000 feet above sea level,- so there is little or no humidity and the air is always nice and cool just after the sun goes down,-and if you don't like hot weather you can wait till after sunset.
I just noticed in your letter that buried is spelled with one r and I remember of telling you our office at Midas was burried under the snow (with two r's.) But now we are even dear, because w-i-e-r-d is a weird way to spell weird. Maybe tho you've discovered a lot of misspelling in my letters but didn't say anything about it~~Have you?
In my letter of yesterday dear, I think I said it all so I'm compelled to leave you now and wait for the inspirations tomorrow's mail will bring.
With all my love dearest,
I'm always yours
Frank
Eureka, Nevada,
Monday, March 20th, 1916.
Daniel Morrison, Prop.
Eureka, Nevada
Miss Allene S. Kelley,
Modesto,
California
Allene Dearest:- All day yesterday the wind blew a gale and just before I started to bed I noticed it had banked up the clouds on all sides so I wasn't surprised when I "came to" this morning and found it trying to wash out my room by forcing rain drops in thru' the open window! Maybe the Lord forgot that Saturday night just passed and tried to give me the bath I didn't need. If it doesn't let up pretty soon it will turn into snow, as these storms always do, and then that'll put the roads out of commission for another few weeks,--and just when they were getting almost passable.
Of course Elko has warm weather dear--and yes, it does get very warm there. An even hundred in the shade is the hottest I ever saw it there tho'. But Elko is high and dry,- 5,000 feet above sea level,- so there is little or no humidity and the air is always nice and cool just after the sun goes down,-and if you don't like hot weather you can wait till after sunset.
I just noticed in your letter that buried is spelled with one r and I remember of telling you our office at Midas was burried under the snow (with two r's.) But now we are even dear, because w-i-e-r-d is a weird way to spell weird. Maybe tho you've discovered a lot of misspelling in my letters but didn't say anything about it~~Have you?
In my letter of yesterday dear, I think I said it all so I'm compelled to leave you now and wait for the inspirations tomorrow's mail will bring.
With all my love dearest,
I'm always yours
Frank
Eureka, Nevada,
Monday, March 20th, 1916.
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