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Caption: Illio - 1896
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Coffcgc Correej>onbcnce. U, OF I., A P R I L Is, \H\ft. am again, having all kinds of fun. J u n i o r Architect* have a snap in the . p r i n t term, you know, and I'm putting in all my s p a r , time in a social way. That sweet girl 1 told von about when I wan at home IH still h e r e , and it H e<jual to calculus to keep from getting engaged to h e r . If it wasn't for Anne Lewis it wouldn't matter so much, but there she is the trusting little r r e a t u n — staying at home with all sorts of faith in me, and of course my letters to her keep up the idea that there's only one girl in t h e world for me. Guess that's true, but it's not '^VWTJX the one she imagines. By the way, you know h e r pretty well, and I wouldn't be surprised if she JACK. liked you, some. Can't you help me out ? To Mr. Harold Shair. T. OF I., A P R I L 18, 1895 Dearest Anne: Nothing but work, work, work, relieved only by thoughts of the dearest girl onlv with h e r now—but I d o n ' t believe she thinks in t h e world. Oh ! if I half as much of me as I do of her. 4 Socially, Champaign is dead, and t h e little 1 have to tell wouldn't interest you, but I'm coming down to see you n e x t week to discuss a matter which concerns both of us. Do write soon. Don't worry about what I ' m going to tell you. You'll know it soon enough. Fondly, JACK. MARION, I N D . , A P R I L 24, 1895. Dear Jack: Hope enclosed will arrange matters. Anne probably was announcing that she liked me " s o m e " while you were suggesting it. HAROLD. } »//e <&afa aH/'ec/. ©/nttUt/au, et#f4. vat#. /atifeett/rtj een @jf'tne/u- s£5W. AMELIA D. ALPINE*. 224
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