A Year in the Mission Field

From Gwen's Letter dated January 2, 1938--

"My Dearest Jim,
Boy oh boy, am I glad that first year is over with and we're still in love and I'm even more in love with you. It really wasn't so bad, Sweetheart, was it[?] Everyone tells me the second year goes faster so before we know it we'll be in each others arms again. I wonder how we'll feel when we see each other for the very first time after two years. I'll probably be so thrilled my legs will just fold right up or maybe I'll be so excited I'll make a bee line straight for you. . . Oh kid, won't that be a grand day? I wonder if it will be raining, snowing, or sunny and where do you suppose we'll be?

". . .Last night David O. McKay spoke and it was wonderful. He's such an attractive man for his age. Last night he said to make the New Year happy: 1. Realize you're master of your own actions so choose right 2. Value health and keep it 3. See God in nature and beauty 4. Live for others that you might be of service to them. Sweetheart, let's you and I try to be like him. I think he's grand and I know you do."

From Gwen's Letter dated January 16, 1938--

"Every place I go I meet people who either knew you in England or have talked to someone who did. Brother Stout just told me that his nephew-in-law, a Farrell somebody, just got home and told all about you. He says you're one of the best speakers they have over there now. Is that true? I guess maybe now you're giving them speeches as interesting as most of these letters I'm receiving from you. Anyway it surely thrills me to hear all about you and your success. It is worth it. . .and that's . . .the only reason why I was willing to be separated from you for two years. . .I am happy in looking to the future and in hearing of the fulfillment of your desires. . .It makes me feel good to know that you're not sorry you went. . .

"Ha! Wednesday and Thursday really are the one year mark for me because they were the last time I was with you and when they're gone I can really start getting excited waiting for 1939. . . I'm sending a rose--imagine sending love in a rose this time of year . . . Know that with that rose and its fragrance I send devoted sincere love to you. Thinking of you always, Gwen"