December 2nd 19
Hello my Darling Angel Girl
Just a short note before I go to bed. I am leaving this burgh tomorrow morning at 7.45 a.m for Wakaw the bohunk town. I don’t believe I’m going to fall in love with that burgh but we should worry
I like Prince Albert fine. It is jake-a-bonn here, but it costs too much money. I’ve got to try and save the shekels now, havn’t I Dear? For your sake. Don’t forget the address (Sask. Prov. Police, WAKAW. Sask)
I’m all packed up ready to move again, only I have a little more to carry now. I’ve a little thing called a “Billy” that might come in handy one of these days when you are going to use that rolling pin on me. What do you say, you never will? Oh sweetest little girl, you may, whenever you like, you know. How’s everything at Scandinavia. Is Yinsons still on Six, and the old church in the same old place? Did you get the five dollars I sent for the Xmas tree?
Angel Girl I’m just lonesome for news of you. There should be letters on Saturday anyway. Everyone at home fine? Are the pots and pans leaking yet?
Well Sweetheart mine, Cheerio for now. my own Angel Girl Good night Darling, my own Darling.
With all my love.