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Conger Reynolds correspondence, April-December 1919

1919-05-07 Conger Reynolds to Daphne Reynolds Page 1

The Chicago Tribune
Paris Edition
May 7, 1919.
Dearest Wiffles,--
This is the springest, most wonderful day one could wish to see.  We have had three of them in a row now, thereby proving that French weather like a French woman can be nice as well as bad.  Anyhow, it's great,--and after a good sleep and a fine bath I feel tip-top this afternoon that is my morning. Incidentally, the weather is getting to me, and making it all the harder for me to have nobody to whom I can pour out passionate declarations of love.  Of course I could write them, but I WANT TO SAY THEM to you. I'll have you know that it is now nearly three weeks after the time when you expected to get your passport.  I'm going down town now and find out if a cable has come today.  And if it hasn't I shall cable to you to find out why the delay.  It may be over something that I could speedily fix if I could know about it.  And anyway I've just got to know how things stand with you.  This waiting and waiting with no hint of how you're getting on is too much.  I do hope that you are getting the passport by now, because if you don't succeed soon I shall have to give things up here and start for home.  Nothing will compensate me for staying away from you much longer.  I have half formed the idea that June 1 will be the limit.  If by then there is not a definite prospect that you will come right away, I'll begin getting out and going to the place where you are at. 
I'm sorry you didn't send Darling's letters or at least tell me what his proposition was.  If I have to go home after all I should be in much better position if I had information on which to negotiate with him from over here where I could say "You see what I have--bid against it."  About the going home, the likelihood that there will be any need of it grows less and less.  My noives are standing the strain, and everything goes well.  Of course the paper may quit when the A.E.F. clears out--that is a possibility--but I shall have a good chance to continue in Europe as a correspondent if it does. 
Girl, I got away for a walk through the Champs Elysees yesterday afternoon.  I thought of you every minute of the way, for I wanted you to see how beautiful the grass and the flowers and the trees are and how interesting the youngsters playing in the sand piles -- 'n everything.  Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! I love you so much, Booful, and I want you.
Your Hubby,
Con

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The Chicago Tribune Paris Edition May 7, 1919. Dearest Wiffles,-- This is the springest, most wonderful day one could wish to see. We have had three of them in a row now, thereby proving that French weather like a French woman can be nice as well as bad. Anyhow, it's great,--and after a good sleep and a fine bath I feel tip-top this afternoon that is my morning. Incidentally, the weather is getting to me, and making it all the harder for me to have nobody to whom I can pour out passionate declarations of love. Of course I could write them, but I WANT TO SAY THEM to you. I'll have you know that it is now nearly three weeks after the time when you expected to get your passport. I'm going down town now and find out if a cable has come today. And if it hasn't I shall cable to you to find out why the delay. It may be over something that I could speedily fix if I could know about it. And anyway I've just got to know how things stand with you. This waiting and waiting with no hint of how you're getting on is too much. I do hope that you are getting the passport by now, because if you don't succeed soon I shall have to give things up here and start for home. Nothing will compensate me for staying away from you much longer. I have half formed the idea that June 1 will be the limit. If by then there is not a definite prospect that you will come right away, I'll begin getting out and going to the place where you are at. I'm sorry you didn't send Darling's letters or at least tell me what his proposition was. If I have to go home after all I should be in much better position if I had information on which to negotiate with him from over here where I could say "You see what I have--bid against it." About the going home, the likelihood that there will be any need of it grows less and less. My noives are standing the strain, and everything goes well. Of course the paper may quit when the A.E.F. clears out--that is a possibility--but I shall have a good chance to continue in Europe as a correspondent if it does. Girl, I got away for a walk through the Champs Elysees yesterday afternoon. I thought of you every minute of the way, for I wanted you to see how beautiful the grass and the flowers and the trees are and how interesting the youngsters playing in the sand piles -- 'n everything. Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! I love you so much, Booful, and I want you. Your Hubby, Con