Jan. 17, 1925
My Dear Sweet heart picture of a heart love
Your letter came to me a few days ago and you cant imagine how happy I was to see it you although it seemed to be a very long time answered what is the trouble? I guess you have got too many more letters to write To-night. I am so sleepy I can hardly write you this letter as my eyes can not stand the strain, as I was up all night to night down Highland and we got here this morning about 8 o'clock.
Dont be surprised if there is any thing in this letter you cant read becouse I certainly cant write. I dont know what to say as it is so cold and wet Where the snow is melting. Sweet heart you are always on my mind what am I to do? I cant keep you from my eyes, your very image which seems to haunt me day, after day as I travel on through life you are with me.
Ans this question why is it that I love you so much more than any other girl? Only if I could get you from my view
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was it, that we were made for each other I guess what I told you new year night must come true I wont to love you, but not as much as I am now becouse its terriable. I am almost worried to death, no sleep and thinking of you Something must be done. Must I give up writing to you for a while and try and for get you until you return or should I keep writing which seems to get me all up set. You are more to me than what you think you are I am blue to night dear. I havent slept since Thursday. your letter was so sweet. I have taken up prize fighting and next Saturday is my first fight in Newark, N.J..
What about us writing twice a month is that too long I cant stand to write to be you and I cant never see you it hurts. all for this time dear, no news,
Yours sincerely
William Eason.
P.S. Dont for get June 18th.