Letter, Lady Bird Taylor to Lyndon Johnson, 10/17/1934? # 2

Specific Item Type:

Correspondence

Type:

Text

Format:

Paper

Identifier:

pp-ctjandlbj-letters-ctj-10-17-34pm

Date:

1934-10-17

Date Note:

Precise date uncertain: extrapolated here by LBJ Library archives staff

Time Period:

Pre-Presidential (Before Nov. 22, 1963)

Transcript:

[Written on BIRD TAYLOR stationery]
[October 17, 1934 ?]
[Note: This letter is numbered as 5, 6, 7 and 8 on Bird Taylor stationery. There were no pages 1 through 4.]
and proud every time you do--and especially was I in Dallas because I am not entirely un-impressed by the way all everybody pricked up their ears when the operator said (so importantly!) “Washington calling Bird Taylor.” (They thought it was quite wonderful of you to care that much about me!--so did I). But, young man--I only mean that when I looked up person-to-person calls and found out how much they were I was shocked and felt like I was being a dreadful extravagance and you mustn’t.
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(Incidentally, I don’t feel bad about station-to-station calls!)
A girl in town has invited Dorris and me to spend the night with her sometime this week and drive over to Shreveport to see the Little Theatre give “Goodbye Again.” Its reputed to be a terrifically flip and clever play and I’m looking forward to it, like a dessert. Gene and I are both so wild about drama the legitimate stage--we never missed the Curtain Club or Little Theatre last year.
Tomoro I’ve a lot to do--Robert to get started plowing on the lawn, and two chairs to shellac, and the architect in Shreveport to see, and some hyacinths to
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set out. Not to mention cleaning up the house, which, I fondly imagine, gets quite down-at-heels and messed up when I’m gone, in spite of Isabel’s efforts. Sometime during the day I shall take an hour or so off to write you your hope-to-get-there Sunday letter. Do they?
I’m glad Gene sent you a card from Dallas. Bless her heart--she always remembers her friends! And I resent what you said about you--o here it is: “if we were we might feel as you said you and Gene felt when Lass joined you at the Shamrock.” My dear, dear
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Lyndon, we aren’t ever going to feel like Gene and L. do toward each other. (And, merely parenthetically, I think that not only me, but Gene also, would rather you’d have joined us than Lass--I mean we’d have had a brighter and gayer time and more fun.)
Goodnight, sweet. I shall be anxiously waiting the next few days to see what kind of letters you write me…I love you today and tomoro and, perhaps, the day after tomoro.
Bird
P.S. A letter from Alice W. announces the safe arrival of the picture and says send you her very best regards and thanks. She and Welly didn’t go up to the game.