March finds Marie basically doing more of the same. Clint does come see her (well, they meet in Quincy) and she is so glad to see him. She frets because she gets the pages in her Diary out of order...and when I say "out of order" ... I'm talking SERIOUSLY out of order. But I figured it all out! Towards the end of the month, along comes some fellow named Paul Reller, and I'm not liking him very well at this point...just saying!
Monday, March 1, 1926
Hope, Joy, Lucile, Kathryn and I just came home from the show. It was swell. Thomas Meighan in "Irish Luck".
I got a dear letter this morning but I am worried for his father is sick. I can hardly wait until I hear from him again. He says we will go to Quincy when he comes.
Tuesday, March 2, 1926
I just came from work. Lucile, Joy and I were the only ones from the third floor. I got my letter from Clint and one from Nola Mae. I wish he would come next Sunday.
I wrote a letter to him this afternoon and one to Reva Jane tonight. Aren't I awful? I started one to Aunt Nora but didn't get it finished.
I am tired and sleepy so good night.
Wednesday, March 3, 1926
I have been writing letters, letters, letters. I wrote to Clint and Lennice at the office this afternoon and tonight I finished my letter to Aunt Nora and wrote to Nola Mae and home. This morning I got a letter from my Abie, home and Mae Crane. I was so shocked at the letter.
Oh, but I am angry. I just noticed what I have done. I wrote in the wrong place and got this all twisted up. Now I will have to go back.
Anyway, this is the third and is Clint's birthday. Also Grandmother's and Hope's. I wish Clint would come this weekend. Rose has a date.
Thursday, March 4, 1926
I have been fooling around all evening, doing a little of nothing. I have had the blues today. Got a letter from Clint and he said they took his father to the hospital. I hope he gets better soon. I don't know when Clint will come. I am beginning to think he isn't coming at all.
I have had two compliments today. Hope said that Mrs. Amy told Mr. Hickerson that I was fine, to be a new girl. Lois told me that a boy, a friend of Ricky's, was crazy about me and wanted a date with me. Nothin' stirrin' though.
Saturday, March 6, 1926
See how crazy I was. I skipped some pages as you can well see.
I have been fooling around all evening. Wrote a letter to Clint since I came home from work.
I thought I was going to be laid off today, but I wasn't. Daddy?Croft was better but Clint can't come until he gets well. I wish he could.
I got a dear letter from Lennice this morning, a great big long one!
Sunday, March 7, 1926
I went to church with Hope, Joy, Kathryn and Lois. Got my special delivery letter this morning and it was a good one. I answered it and wrote to Lennice.
Irene came home this afternoon. I was glad to see her again. I haven't done anything this afternoon but fool around. Had two chances for dates. Tommy Maderino and John Turner, but nothin' doin'. They are both keen though. I wish Clint would be here next Sunday. I am so homesick for him I don't know what to do.
Lois has a date with a fast one and I wish she would hurry home. It has been cold and disagreeable day.
Monday, March 8, 1926
I have been fooling around all afternoon. I mean evening. I got my letter this morning and maybe he will be here this weekend. Oh, I hope so.
I worked hard today and answered my letter after supper. Nina, Lucile, and I went to town to mail it and bought some candy. I am tired and sleepy, so good night--pleasant dreams.
Tuesday, March 9, 1926
I got my share of letters today. One from my dearest one, one from Reva Jane, and Imogene. I got those this morning and this afternoon I got letters from Nola Mae and Dot. What do you know - if the weather is good and Daddy?Croft gets better, I am going to see my darlin' boy this week. It would make me so happy but I am so afraid it will rain or something will happen.
This has been an ideal day and Rose, Irene, Lucile, Kathryn, Elsie and I walked home from the Nursery.
I had a phone call tonight. Forrest and another boy want dates with me and some girl up here. I'll take him two and leave myself out. Wrote to Reva Jane and Nola Mae.
Wednesday, March 10, 1926
It has been raining this whole day and I have worried myself almost sick. I am almost sure that Clint can't come and I want him -- oh, so much.
I got up early this morning and Irene, Rose and I fixed the lunches.
I got three letters this morning. One from my Clint, one from home, and one from Aunt Nora. Today I have written to Gene, home, Clint, Aunt Nora and Dot. Did pretty well.
Lucile, Lois and Joy are working tonight.
Irene and I went uptown after supper to mail some letters and get some oranges.
Thursday, March 11, 1926
I just came home from the beauty parlor. Got a marcel and they say it looks keen. I hope Clint likes it if he gets to come.
It hasn't rained today, but has been cloudy all the time. If only Clint will come. I got a letter from my Clint and one from Lennice. He said he was leaving on Friday and would get here Saturday sometime.
I wrote to Lennice and told her I might see her before long. I hope that I can. This has been the longest day.
Friday, March 12, 1926
I almost forgot to write you tonight and I hope I am not here tomorrow night to do it. This has been a cloudy, snowy day. I got a letter from Clint this morning and he said that he was leaving for here Friday and would either get here tonight or tomorrow. I didn't look for him tonight, but oh, boy! - just wait.
I went to the show tonight and was thoroughly disgusted with it. I was sorry I went and lost my glove to top it all off. I am all out of sorts about it. The show was "Born Rich" and "The Last Man on Earth".
Oh, I can hardly wait for Clint to come.
Saturday, March 13, 1926
I am back in Quincy and boy, I am happy. Clint came about two o'clock and called me. I was so excited I could hardly work.
After work I went right home and got ready to come up here. The roads were terrible but I enjoyed the trip anyway. Look who I was with. I was so glad to see Lennice and Miss Meyer, too. Lennice wants me to hurry so this is all for now.
Sunday, March 14, 1926
It is now 3:30 a.m. and I am on the train bound for Louisiana. Gee, I hate to go back to that work.
This has been a most wonderful day and I love my Clint more than ever.
He came by this morning to take Lennice and me to S.S. He had Fred Baldwin with him and we decided to chase around a little. We finally went to church. After church we took Lennice home, then went riding on the hard road to Urse. It snowed most of the day. When we got back, we took dinner at the Washington. I then called on Mrs. Cornelius. Clint, Ivan and Ed soon came by and I went riding with them. We fixed up a date for Ivan and Lennice and went to the show. It was "The Song & Dance Man". After the show we drove to Hannibal and there I left them. I am so sleepy and will be dead at work.
Monday, March 15, 1926
I am going to bed early tonight and bear down on some much needed sleep. I went to bed after I got home this morning, but of course I didn't sleep much. I could hardly work today. I was so sleepy and thought of my Clint so much.
When I got home I thought I might have a letter, but no such luck. However, I hadn't been here long when I got a "special" and Gee-oh! It was great. And I don't mean maybe.
I had quite an experience with the brakeman and taxi this morning.
I want to take a bath, so farewell. Letters from Nola Mae and Dot.
Tuesday, March 16, 1926
I feel much better today but I still need some sleep. I just finished a letter to Nola Mae and should write to Dot.
I got a keen surprise this evening...a box of candy...St. Patrick's reminder from the dearest boy that ever was. I went to town with Lucile after work and when I got home, there was a special deliver letter. Isn't he too wonderful for words? But he should be saving his money a little more. It will be a long time before our wedding day at that.
Lucile is working tonight and Irene is getting a marcel.
I have thought about Clint and my good time all day. I wish I could have it over again.
Wednesday, March 17, 1926
I am lonesome, tired, and sleepy. I didn't get my letter today. I guess Clint is on his way home.
I worked so hard today, harder than I have since the first few days I was here. Just four weeks ago tonight I arrived in this place. It seems like lots longer than that.
I didn't get a sign of a letter today. I wonder what the trouble is with all my folks. I wrote to Clint after supper. I only hope he gets on O.K. and that he and his mother can come back Easter.
Thursday, March 18, 1926
I worked tonight and just got home. I really didn't work very hard but I am tired.
I have been so worried. I didn't even get a letter today and I am afraid something has happened to my Clint. Oh, but I wanted a letter so very much.
I got a letter from home this evening. This has been an ideal day and I have been so homesick and lonesome.
Friday, March 19, 1926
It is early but I am planning to go to bed soon. I have been tired and good for nothing all day.
I got a letter from Clint this morning. He got home all right but didn't stop to write a letter.
I mailed my laundry home and wrote a letter to Clint today. It is raining now. Rose has a date, Irene is working, and Lucile is reading. I have the blues and that's that.
Saturday, March 20, 1926
Went to town tonight with the third floor gang, all except Lois and Catherine. I can't help but think where I was last Saturday night and wish I could be back there.
I got the most wonderful letter from the most wonderful boy. It was six pages long, and just swell.
I am tired and wanna go to bed. There is a train excursion to Quincy tomorrow and some of Hillcrest is going. I wish I were going, but I was just there last week and I can't afford the trip anyway. I need some new clothes more than anything else.
Sunday, March 21, 1926
This has been the most lonesome dreary day I was put through although it was the first pretty Sunday we have had for ages. I was so afraid I wouldn't get my letter and I wanted it so very much. It did come about seven o'clock and gee-oh, I was happy!
I didn't even go to S.S. or church today. Irene and Joy went to Quincy. Hope, Lucile and I went walking to the park and cemetery. The views from there were wonderful.
I wrote a letter to Clint and Lennice this a.m. and one to the folks tonight.
Monday, March 22, 1926
I just finished talking to Forrest. He accused me of being married. They will be shocked when I finally do get married, I suppose.
I worked hard today and am good and tired. I got a letter from Lennice and Nola Mae this morning and one from my sweet papa tonight. I just love him and his letters and just everything. I wish I could see him.
I wrote to him today and to Lennice and Nola Mae tonight.
Tuesday, March 23, 1926
I just came home from work and am tired and sleepy. Lucile is in the bathroom and we can't get in. It makes me peeved.
I got a letter from my dear one this morning. He had a date Sunday night and woe unto him. But I know he was good and I will forgive him.
I got a letter from Wilma this evening and wrote an order for my coat, a grey one, from the National. It cost $19.98, all I can afford.
Clint sent me a Flapper Fanny saying this morning - this was it: A bungalow is a place where the wife bungles her first years' cooking and the husband owes. Pretty good, don't you think?
Wednesday, March 24, 1926
I have been writing letters tonight. Wrote to Mother, Aunt Nora and Wilma. I got my laundry back today, also some candy. Aren't they sweet?
I am tired and sleepy. I may have to work tonight, oh, I mean tomorrow night.
I got letters from Aunt Nora and Clint this morning. He said he didn't think they would come back Easter because they would have such a short time to stay. I wonder when I shall see him again. I am homesick already.
Thursday, March 25, 1926
Just got home from work and am rather tired. I considered myself lucky today - got four letters - Clint, home, Reva Jane, and Dot.
Nothing exciting has happened today. Irene has a date with Herman Davidson. That would be rather exciting.
Mother told me I needed a new dress and to get one for Easter. She said if I couldn't afford it, she would help me out.
Friday, March 26, 1926
I worked again tonight and am tired and sleepy. Boy, if working nights helps out on your paycheck, I should be rich soon - but no such luck.
I got a sweet letter from the dear boy this morning and wrote to him at work.
Hope told me today that Amy thought I was a good stenographer. Isn't that shocking? But I know I'm not a good one. I make more than a few mistakes.
I'm glad tomorrow will be Saturday, I am.
Saturday, March 27, 1927
I went to town tonight with Lucile and Irene. Bought a Cutex set, stamps and Easter greetings for Clint, Mom, and Nola Mae.
I got a darling letter from Clint this morning but didn't have time to answer it at the office. I answered it just before supper and finished it afterward. I got a sweet letter from Nola Mae after work.
Gee-oh, I am sleepy, so good-night.
Sunday, March 28, 1926
This has been a long, lonesome day and I don't mean if. I got my special this morning just after breakfast and answered it right away. Also wrote to the folks, Nola Mae, Reva Jane, and Dot.
I went to the Christian Church to Sunday School with Elsie, Nina, Lucile, and Irene. Nina, Alta, Lucile and I just came home from town. We went to mail some letters and got something to eat.
Last night we made resolutions not to say catty things about people. If we can't say good things we are to say nothing at all. That will be great, if we can just carry it out.
Boy, I have wanted my Clint today. Just two weeks ago I was with him.
Monday, March 29, 1926
I worked tonight and what do you know - Paul Reller acted as if he liked me a little bit. He talked to me a whole lot, and girl, it was rather thrilling.
I got a dear letter from Clint and one from home today. Didn't get to answer it until after work.
Lucile wants me to tell her about Paul so I must go to bed.
Tuesday, March 30, 1926
Like a silly little dunce, I worked again tonight. The ground is covered with snow and it is still snowing some. I should be whipped for working again.
I met Paul this morning and he spoke so big. Then this afternoon Jennie Lou told me he had been trying to find out my name. Just before work time ended, she brought me a note from him. He said that he had heard from very dependable sources that the germ of love had entered my life and wanted to know if another germ could exterminate it. I don't know exactly what to tell him. I know what Clint would want me to say, but still, I would like to know just how far Paul would carry this. If he would ask me for a date. Isn't life shocking?
Wednesday, March 31, 1926
This crazy nut worked again tonight, but I don't feel as tired as I did Monday night.
Paul asked me for a date for the show tomorrow night. I wrote him a note and told him just how things are with Clint and me. If he still wants me to go with him, knowing that I love someone else, I might go. I wrote to Clint this afternoon and told him about it. I wish I hadn't told him about it until afterward. I know how I would feel if he were to do me that way and I am so undecided as to what I should do. Would it make my love for Clint any less? I know it couldn't, but he doesn't know it.