July 17, 1947

Flap Note: Read the Pitman letter last.  A big kiss... for you.

Wednesday Afternoon

Dear Doc,

Really Do, I am not very happy with you for not stopping on your way home as I hoped you would. Why?  Are you tired of me? Do I shock you? Is anything wrong? You see, Mr. Rounds, I do have a wicked imagination.  Until I hear from you I shall not try to control it.  So there.

We were expecting you yesterday.  No kidding.  However Carl was most considerate and tried to soothe my anxious nerves and suggested a game of golf.  It was a lot of fun but my game was rather lousy.  I was concentrating on your trip.  So see what you do to my game?  Be it golf or otherwise?  Anyway, as I was saying, after the game the three of us really got stink. In the meantime both Carl and Elinor remarking how good it would be if you were here.  Of course, I had nothing to say...not much. Carl "is" struck by a brain storm that is beside the drinks, so he says, "Why don't we call Austin and see if he has left for home...if not get him down here" and so we did.  But you were on your merry way.  And I hope it was mere.. Frankly I can't understand why you did not come.  I'm sure you had your reasons.  But they will have to be mighty strong to influence me... Please note.. My typing represents my mood.  So watch out.  Rounds you are my victum.. that's spelled vic tum.. so there.

Here is what I'm going to do, Doc, You'll be sorry.  You really have to come and take me in hand.  It's the vices for me.  Smoking, Beer, Men, MEN, wild living and anything else my idle mind can think of.  So watch out.  As for Boston, I shall not include it in my territory.  I won't even give you a chance..

Carl was also interested in chartering you and the plane for a trip to Madison, so you see you really could have killed two birds with one stone.  That is besides one Anne Roberts, second thought you did that too.  Also for your information I have a bathing suit. a bathing suit, did you get that?  All for you.  But you are not here so I will have to find someone else to exhibit it with or shall I say to? 

Oh yes, as I was saying, Carl was planning a trip to Madison.  So being the good kid that I am, I sent Elinor along.  I'm beginning to enjoy staying home alone.  But perhaps I am a case.  That is an involved subject.  We won't go into it in great detail.  I'm sorry you are not here.. but I am having fun.  Of course we could have a lot more fun together but I guess I'll have to be content with the paper hangers.  The young one who was not interested in women. Do you suppose I could interest him?  Fat chance but it would be worth the try.

This typing really is the nuts.  My typing is like my golf..that is not saying much for my golf but I am a modest girl...fat chance.. I really could go places if I used the or my powers of concentration.  I really can type..OK, ask me for proof.  Can't have it.

Last week at this time we were together.  Weren't you happy?  You know it is all your fault.  It is not the same this week.  Oh hell, Doc, why didn't you come?

Let's see what else I can fight with you about?  Listen my fine friend, there better be a letter for me tomorrow from you. Or else.  Now wasn't I a good little girl for writing you the letter you received on your arrival?  I hope you appreciate me, Doc Rounds, Guess I'm just a lost child. 

Had a surprise for you but I'll be real mean and make you wait.  Station W.A.I.T. waiting. It really is good news but you are deserving of any good news from me.  That is if you still care.  I have my doubts.  Doc am I giving you a bad time?  Good.

My maternal duties are calling me so I guess I'll have to give you a bit of peace.  Not that you deserve it.

I don't know why but really Doc I am mad about you.  Being mad about you describes my present state.  See what you do to me?

Please write and tell me what you think.

Anne

Wednesday Evening

Dearest Doc,

I'm sure Sir Isaac would throw up his hands in horrors if he saw me using his Pitman paper, but I'm sure he wouldn't mind after I used some of my Ivy tactics.  From now on you may call me Precious Ivy.  How's that?

Really Doc, what have you done to me?  I can't take my mind off you for one moment.  Is that as it should be?  Guess so.  I'm sure you have gathered as much from my frequent letters.  Do you mind them, Doc?  No kidding, I really do not know what to do with myself.  That is a state I am not at all certain of, personally..what I mean is I have never felt this way before.  even when I thought I was in love with the fellow whose fraternity pin I wore.  I wanted to tell you about it but somehow it didn't seem right.  Would you have wanted me to tell you?  Now that you're not here I find I want to talk about it.  I shall  wait though.  Perhaps you don't want to hear about it.  It is nothing, really.  Guess every girl has an uncertain affair that never woks out as it should, for the simple reason that it shouldn't.  Everything happens for the best.  Remember the six months you spoke of?  It was a period where I made up my feeble mind.  Which really was not hard to do.  How happy I am that I met you. Can I ever tell you what you did to me?  When you met me I really was twenty six.. I acted that age because that was the way I was expected to act.  All the old uppitty Army stuff.  His father was a Colonel in the Regular Army.  And I hated it.  All those false airs.  Why impress anyone?  I was so tired of it all I just wanted to let down my hair which I was able to do when with you.  Thank you, Austin Rounds, so very much.  It is good to know what true love really is. Look me up in your little book and see what it was.  Bet you could write a thesis.  Why don't you?  Does all this tire you?  If so, I shall say no more.  What do you want to know about me?  Doc,  except that I am in love with you?  Or shall we not speak of love? and why not?

Gosh, if you knew how anxious I am for a letter. Please let there be one tomorrow.

I don't think I really ever formally thanked you for the music, have I? If not I have a million times already.  Thank you so much.  In fact, I thank you every time I play it.  I shall suffer a relapse or what ever is suffered if I hear Borge's phonetic punctuation.  That is the damnest thing I have heard.  Did I embarrass you? Oh yes, Mike waltzes beautifully.  The Blue Serenade is really a very lovely thing.  The record will be worn out before you have a chance to waltz with me.

Listen, Precious, when are you coming down.  After all, it has been a week already?  You are more then welcome at the Steven's home.  We want you to come... excuse that we stuff.  I want you to come.  Will you please?  It was so good having you around.  Did you have a nice time? Perhaps I am blowing my off..Brains.. I'm speaking of.

Much as I would like to rattle off for hours if you will listen I really have to feed the baby.

I'll enclose this in the other letter. if my letters bother you please feel free... Speak your mind man.. I'll listen.

Be sweet.. I think you are pretty wonderful.

Precious