August 5, 1931 - Wednesady

It seems quite decided that Doro is going home in a few days at least she thinks so. Ellen came to see me, got three letters and new shoes. Went to dance with Gene. Swell day!

This seems to be a letter from a friend:

Postmarked: Aug 5, 1931  Medford Oregon

Addressed to: George L. the Hibbard, Crater Lake, Oregon

Aug. 3, L93L

Dear Joug:

I sure was sorry that I had to leave without seeing you. We went down to dear old cabin No. L76 and tooted our horn but gave it up because we weren’t sure which cabin you were supposed to be in.  We went up to the Cafeteria but it seems you hadn’t got hungry as yet so I hopped into the old bus and left. You see I wasn’t in my own car so I didn’t want to put the boys out any more than necessary. I am sure that they had a swell time tho. Your old lake is a lot deeper than it looks. I am still trying to figure out how yous guys could be up there for two months and still have sunburned noses. When you get ready to come home well let me know and I will make arrangements for you to stay here a few days and we will go back to school together. And boy if you go through this town and don’t stop in it just means your toocuss (aboriginal spelling for that last word).

Su lung,

Vlamty

P.S. I just read a reference in a book that was pretty original: “Where is my Indian tonight”. By a half-bred lady of “Winnipeg. (Quoted from A History of the United States, published in 1894. Not Bad, hu?

George's letter home:

Dear Folks,

This was certainly my banner day; four letters and two packages from home. Thank you for the socks. My lower extremities won’t be quite so offending now.

Curtis Barnes and his brother were up the other day, and it certainly seemed good to see them again. Curtis’ brother is just as comical as he is so you can imagine that we had anything but a serious time.

It is very clear up here for the first time in a couple of weeks. All the smoke has cleared away, and we can see Mount Shasta again. There seems to be a big forest fire down at Klamath Falls too.  They have taken two crews out of here to fight the thing already. I may get to see some country around here yet; one never can tell.

I wrote to the Hop-Farm quite some time ago; so you needn’t worry about that any longer. My ways are fast changing, and I seem to be taking care of all these little matters, which I used to neglect.

When you come up here please bring my black leather coat. There will be plenty of snow before I leave here. It is so cold nights right now, that it almost freezes one to death.

That is about all except that I have become terribly interested in the Philippine Islands. There is a girl here from that flower of the big pond, who has big brown eyes; just like you rave about, Mom.

Love, Brother