Mary Kauer: May 23, 1927 Rib Lake, Wis.

Hello Friends,
It's finally the weekend. I don't know about you but I'm looking forward to two days off. Not sure what we will be doing this weekend but I'm hoping for a nice quiet kind of warmish one.
Anyway, here is the next letter from Mary:

As always, for those that find if hard to read, here is what it says:

                     May, 23, 1927
Hello Howard:-
  "Howard is mad and I am
glad and I know how to
tease him. A bottle of wine to
make him shine and Luella
Anderson to squeeze him."
  Are you sore yet Howard?
I am, but that's nothing new,
is it?
  How do you like the weather,
isn't that just fine? It makes
the roads so nice. Rosies John
and his brother were over from
Merrill yesterday and I bet they
almost broke their necks going
home.
  There was a party at Schachts

last nite and we had a real
good time except that it was
kind of warm.
  I got a letter from Anton
last week. Gee, he certainly likes
it there. Henry Becker is working
again. Nick Lamberty was over
from Milwaukee to see them
once.
  Clara is sick today and
I'm trying to keep the baby
from bothering her but that's
a hard job.
 Say don't you think I ought
to be fired pretty soon? Yester-
day morning Sunday I went home and
left all the dishes and this
morning I came back at 8.30
Well, so long it's time to get
supper                   Mary.

I wonder if she was trying to tick Grandpa off or if that is the way she always talked to him.  Someday I hope I will be able to find her family and find out a little more about her if anyone stills knows anything about her.
I wonder if she was really trying to get fired or if it's just something she said.
Just more history that will never be known by any living sole again.

Here are a few random pictures for you to look at.

This is a picture of the home place which we called when we were young and to this day as Uncle Thomas's.

This is someone that one of uncles knew when they were in the service over sea's.

I have no idea who these little girls are. The picture is dark and I tried to lighten it up. I can see it better on the computer then the actual picture.

Well that's about all I have to share with you today. I hope you have a good weekend.
And come back again soon for more Faded History.
Till next time.
Your friend,
Sandy 

Mary Kauer: May 16, 1927 Rib lake, Wis.

Hello friends,
How was your weekend? Mine was good until Sunday night. I had to try to go to bed earlier because I had to start two hour earlier again on Monday. I get a feeling I will be dealing with it for longer then I like. The life of a factory worker is exhausting.
Enough whining, here is the next letter from Mary.

 As always for those that find it hard to read, here is what it says:

                          May 16, 1927
Hello Poor Little Dear:-
   Are you tired yet or are
you all rested up by this
time? It's a dirty shame
that anyone should get so
tired and I'm awfully sorry
that I couldn't make you
go home sooner, but that's
what you get when you don't
mind me. Kids really should
go to bed at 8 o'clock and
here you stayed up until 10.
Say Howard, I just had a
dandy idea. I know why I
write so scrawly, its because

I don't write enough. I ought to
to write to about 10 more fellows
and I bet my writing would
improve in a week. Could you
suggest someone to whom I
might write? Of course I could
write to John & Charlie but I
don't know of anyone else ex-
cept Walter Schneider.
Well, Agnes and I decided
that we would join that
Matrimonial  club just as
soon as we saved a dollar,
that's what it costs to join.
And she said if she wrote to
a fellow and he'd want to
come and see her she'd run
and never stop. I think I'd

hide in some cellar where they
have lots of eats and stay
there until he was gone. I
don't see how anyone could
fall in love by writing letters,
do you? Say Howard, you ought
to join that, you are pretty
good at writing letters.
  Say, you asked me what I
tho't of Ed's funeral, everyone
must think well of him. But
it doesn't seem possible that
it was Ed. To think that
he should come home like
that. I guess we don't have
to feel sorry for him tho, he
is perhaps lots happier and

better off than we are but
it's hard to think of it that
way. Especially for his family.
I did not see Luella and
Mary Schneider said she didn't
either, but she said, I feel
sorry for her if she was going
with him yet.
  We did not get in time to go to
the house as there was a car
stuck near James Lake and then
Joe turned and went around 102.
How are the pictures you took
or ac aren't they finished yet?
Well, I must close as it's getting
late and I want to mail this
yet.            Love from Me.

I wonder if her and Agnes saved that dollar and joined the Matrimonial Club? I think I have shown you a couple of those kinds of clubs. I think Grandpa joined at least one because of some of the letters he will receive in the future from women from places I don't think he ever went to. A number of those letter start in 1928.
As for her comments about Ed's funeral, I wonder what she meant  when she said he might be lots happier. Had he been sick or was there another reason she said this.
So many questions that will never be answered.

Here are a few random pictures for you to look at.

This was taken on a labor day. No idea who they are or when it was taken.

This is one that was taken on someones class trip. No idea who the guy is.

Not sure who this little guy is. It could be a cousin or one of the boys.

Well that's all I have to share with you today.
I hope you will come back again soon for some more faded history.
Till then.
Your friend,
Sandy

Mary Kauer: May 9, 1927 Rib Lake, Wis.

Dear Friends,
I hope you are doing well, I'm fine. My week went by faster then I thought it would. But it's over and now it's the weekend, finally. Not sure what kind of weekend it will be but at least it's two days away from work for me.
Anyway, here is the next letter from Mary:

A short one. For those that find it hard to read, here is what it says:

                          Rib Lake Wis
                          May 9, 1927
Dear Howard:-
   I got your letter this
morning but I can hardly
believe it that Ed is dead.
When you called up I did
not know whether to
believe you or not. It
doesn't seem possible because
he was always so full of
fun and so happy.
  Margret said, "Well it
doesn't seem as tho it
could be true.
  When will his funeral
be, or don't you know yet?

I guess the only thing a
person can do is always
be ready to die because
you don't know how long
you will be here.
      goodbye for this
      time Howard

I'm sure in one of the other letters she mentioned Ed. I wonder what happened to him. Had he been sick or did something kind of sneak up on him. Maybe some day I'll have to really do real research and try to figure out who all of these people were and what became of them. Unless someone out there has more time on their hands then I do right now maybe they could find out for me.

Here are a few random pictures for you to look at.

No idea who this is. She is standing in front of a monument in a grave yard.

Sticking with the theme of funerals, here is what looks like a casket on the back of a truck. No idea who it could be.

This could be another picture from when Grandpa's father died, maybe.

Well that's all I have to share with you today. I hope you will come back again soon for some more faded history.
Till next time.
Your friend,
Sandy

Mary Kauer: May 5, 1927 Rib Lake, Wis.

Dear Friends,
It's the beginning of another week. And this one is not starting off very well for me. I had to start two hours earlier on Monday. I am no fan of getting up at a little after 2 am and start work before 4 am. That day was a very frustrating day for me. So I was a little on the tired side Monday.
Enough of my whining, here is the next letter from Mary.

As always, for those that find it hard to read, here is what it says:

                         Tuesday Eve.
Dear Howard:-
  I got your letter this morning
and was kind of surprised to get
one so soon.
  Mrs. Hipke came this morning
and Pete left last nite for Mil-
waukee so we were all mixed
up around here. Clara took
Pete to Chelsea last nite and
went to get Mrs. H. at 5 this morning.
  I was to Fuchs party Sunday
and had a real good time. In the
afternoon we were at Kauers and
took some pictures. John & his
brother Felix were there but they
said the roads towards Merrill
are pretty rough yet John said
if he took a couple of trips like
that his car would be gone. It's

over 30 miles to they're home
from Kauer's. Leonard Thums, George
and Mary Daubert and Norman Kurtzke
were at Kauer's too in the afternoon.
That's a regular community hall.
Joseph & Pete Lamberty were to
Marshfield Sunday to see some
fellow who got hurt in camp and
is in the hospital now.
 Well this is Wednesday eve.
and my letter isn't finished yet.
I wanted to send it out before
six but then the kids came
up for their supper so I didn't
get around to it.
  Say Howard, you wanted to
know if you could come Sunday,
gee, I wish you wouldn't. There
is no party or anything else
going on but ma scolded
me again when she heard you
were here Sat.. She says

if we don't get married I should
quit and Howard I can't get
married. I know you think
I'm hard but I can't help it. If
I'd marry you and feel the way
I do I certainly wouldn't make
you very happy, would I? I'm
not in love with anyone else
but I don't want to settle down
and I like to dance and have
a good time and that is
something too that you don't
care very much about.
I know you love me more
than anybody else ever did
or ever will I guess. And
Howard I pray every day that
I will be able to marry you or
that you will find some else
you will like. So you see I'm
not quite as bad as you think

I am. So that's why I wish you
wouldn't come, at least not so
often. I'd always have a row
with ma & pa.
  Say Howard burn this
letter will you? Please do
and don't be too sore at
me. I feel foolish writing
all this stuff but but when
you are here we generally have
a scrap and then I'm mad
and don't care what I say.
                        Mary

I always have to giggle a little when someone tells Grandpa "To burn this letter". Grandpa saved a lot of things. If he had not saved these letters, this blog would not exist.
In this letter she is trying to get Grandpa to understand they were not meant to be together. She was a party girl who liked to dance. He was not a dancer, that I know. He was looking for a wife who would keep house and raise his children.
I wonder who the fellow was that got hurt at camp and how bad was he that he ended up in Marshfield. Even back then Marshfield had a go to hospital.
As for the roads leading to Merrill, today they are paved. Back then they were not as well cared for as they are today.

Here are a few random pictures for you to look at.

No idea who this is or when it was taken.

Part of this picture was torn off. There are names on the back. This is Grandpa and the girl is I think Hattie (Lundstrom) Hippa. At least that's what is written on the back. I think her first name Hattie, part of it was torn off. No idea when it was taken.

 
Washington Monument. Taken during someones class trip.

Well, that's about all I have to share with you today.
I hope you will come back again for some more Faded History.
Till next time.
Your friend,
Sandy

Mary Kauer: April 29, 1927 Rib Lake, Wis.

Dear Friends,
I hope this post finds you all well.I don't know about you but I'm looking forward to the weekend. Most of my week was very quiet. No drama, just the way I like it. It was a little colder then I would like but It will be over soon.
Anyway, here is the next letter from Mary.

As always, for those that find it hard to read here is what it says:

Dear Howard:-
   Well, are you sore again
because I didn't write sooner?
Don't get sore because its bad
for your health. That's why
I never get mad any more.
Maybe I'll get fat now. But
Joseph says I'm thin because
I have to eat my own cooking
and he says he feels sorry for
my husband if I ever get one
but he doesn't think I'll get
one because I'm such a rotten
cook.
  How are the roads now, are
they any better then they were
last week? You should have seen
the fun we had last Sun.

getting home from church.
We got stuck about 5 times
and if Lambert's hadn't been
behind us we never would have
got home. Pete, Mr. and Lambert
were in the car so they always
had to get out and push.
  Say, you ought to see teacher
when Pete is around. Sunday
she had a headache on the way
home and she didn't say much
but the minute Pete came to the
car she was as jolly and nice
as could be. And she's always
trying to make wise cracks as
Mart says. Mr. Lambert said he
was hungry and Agnes had
some chocolate candy and she
kept saying, " Here's a chocolate drop

for you, here's a chocolate drop."
Then Pete said, " Well, let it drop.
And you know how grouchy she
always looks, well I wish you'd
see her when P. is there. It's as
good as going to a movie.
Say, Howard would you just
soon come some other time,
because Fuch's are having a party
Sunday and I'd like to go as it's
the first party. Or will you get
sore at me and not come at
all any more?
Peter got the papers you sent
him and I guess all the kids
read them. He certainly likes to
get them, did he write to you yet?
I  told him to write once
Love from
Miss Mary Kauer
  Rib Lake, Wis

I wonder how bad Mary's cooking was that everyone made fun of it.
With her saying they had to push the car about 5 times, tells me the roads where not in good shape. either because of to much snow or they were sloppy with mud because of melting snow.
I wonder what the chocolate candy looked like that Agnes had and was teasing others with.
I wonder if Pete knew that teacher had a thing for him. I wonder if they got together.
Just more history that has faded away never to be known again.

Since it's Valentines weekend, here are a couple of old Valentines for you to look at.

No idea who I is. It was sent Feb. 12, 1926 from Ogema.

Every time I go

in the ten cent

store and see some

cards I think of

you ain't you glad

Rec'd a letter from Han to-day

so here is my add.

2125 Riverside Ave.

Marinette Wis.

I think this was from his cousin Emma. But I could be wrong. The post mark is from 1924.

Here are a few random pictures for you to look at.

No idea who they are or when it was taken. I wonder if it was a match made in heaven. 

Another unknown couple I wonder how long they were together.

This is Mr. & Mrs. Rudy Hullman. Her name is Mary. I don't know if I spelled the last name right. The first letter was hard to make out on the back.

Well I hope you enjoyed this walk through Faded History.

I hope you will come back soon for another look some time soon.

Till next time.

Your friend,

Sandy

Mary Kauer: April 23, 1927 Rib Lake, Wis.

Dear Friends,
Well, I hope everyone had a good weekend. Mine had it's moments. One thing that happened, happened to the husband. He was cutting some dead trees down behind our place and he had a close encounter with a small branch of a tree when he was trying to get around it and the tractor. He zigged when he should have zagged. A small branch poked him in the ear. Sunday morning we went to the walk in clinic because has ear was bleeding. He damaged his ear drum. He has to go see a doctor at the Ears, Nose and throat this week to find out exactly how bad it is. His hearing is dulled. He said that if I start yelling at him for some reason he will make sure I'm standing on his left side so he can't hear me very well.
Enough of my little drama. Here is the next letter from Mary.

 As always, for those of you that find it hard to read, here is what it says:

            Rib Lake Wis
             April, - 1927
Dear Howard
  Well, Clara didn't
have her party tonite
so I guess I'll have to
write so you don't get
sore at me altogether
First I'll start in with
excuses for not writing.
Well, on Sunday's I can't
read or write. On Monday
afternoon Mart was sick

And in the evening it was 8
o'clock by the time we finished
supper & then Rose came over
and we went fishing ( with good luck
Then when we got back, Mart, Rose
& I went for a walk because it
was so nice & warm. And we raked
everyone over the coals.
  Tuesday morning I got back
here and did some house
cleaning and in the evening I
sewed curtains for Clara till
about 9 o'clock. Wednesday I
washed clothes & bathed the kids in the
evening. Thursday I ironed till
quite late in the evening
and tonite I'm writing But
I fell asleep over it already
so you see what a good
writer I am.

How is your cold, is it
better or should I
send you a bottle of castor oil?
Gee Howard, I can't
write any more so I
guess I'll have to call
you up again or you
call me up some time
its lots easier to
talk than it is to write
  god bye and love
from Dutchie

I wonder why she signed it Dutchie? Was it a nick name? Or was it a kind of way to point out her German heritage? An thing that has faded away.
Now we know what a week for Mary was like.
I wonder what kind of things they talked about when she said "They raked everyone over the coals."
I wonder if she sent a bottle of castor oil to Grandpa to help with his cold. Back then castor oil was the go to medicine for people.
I wonder how often they talked on the phone.

Here is a picture from the scrap book.

At Right is the Pennsylvania railroad's advanced design in streamlined steam engines, compared
in Philadelphia with a model now in use. The new locomotive, intended for high speed passen-
ger service, has shown a mile a minute record in tests and a reduction of more than one-third in
wind resistance.

Here is a picture of a modern passenger train.

As for the speeds of today's trains, that depends on where the train is traveling. Maybe 110 mph to maybe 177 mph. That is if I found the right info. My point is, they go a lot fast today then they did back in 1936.

Here are a few random pictures for you to look at.

I'm not sure who this is but I thought it kind of fit with this letter because of the diaper line.

This one was on the dark side. I did the best I could to lighten it up. It is a group of people huddled together maybe raking everyone over the coals, just like Mary said they were doing.

Cars from the past along with a tractor in the back ground.

Well that's about all I have to share with you today.
I hope you will drop by again for some more Faded History.
Till next time.
Your friend,
Sandy

Mary Kauer: March 23, 1927 Rib Lake, Wis.

My Dear Friends,
I hope this post finds you all well. I'm good. My week was good. My mom had surgery the other day. Everything turned out very good. She's home and has no problems at all. She is one tough cookie.
Here is the next letter from Mary. To tell you the truth, I was not to sure at first what order it was suppose to go but I think I figured it out, I hope.

I hope I put it all in order. Here is how I think is was suppose to be read:

                  Rib Lake, Wis.
                 March 23, 1927
My dearest, darling, sweetheart,
honey my own:- I take
the pencil in hand not in
foot to write a few in-
dearing words to you. My
heart throbs with longing
for you while my tear
flows like a summer shower.
Just think this evening you
would have been home as
usual if it wasn't for those
pesky roads but love usually
finds a way. Yes! if you
were only here we'd be holding
hands and swapping hearts.
First now- Doesn't that make

you lonesome but dear
heart think, Saturday will
soon be here. Hannah and
Anna has asked me over
there Sunday but I really
don't know how to get there.
Do you? I won't go with
Pete and Walter is impossible.
Let me know how you
are? I hope I hear from
you to-morrow. I always
wait anxiously for your
dear letter. So please
write soon if not
sooner.
Clara is out again
to night as usual. Wait
till we have out own

home- won't it be just
lovely- We will let
the rest of the world
go by-!
  I'll be loving you
always.
Not for just an
hour
not for just a
day. Not for just
a week or year but
Always
  Thousands of Kisses
and oceans of love
and a kiss on each
wave.

Dearest:- Wed eve 9:35 pm
                 How is your
liver? Mine is playing
tag with my heart.
Isn't this grand and
glorious weather? When
are you coming over
to see me? Come
soon as possible
or sooner if possible,
or I'll will find
someone else, there
are lots of them running
around loose over
here. Will close
now, heaps of love

              Rib lake
            Wed. eve
Hello Howard:-
   Gee aren't you
tickled to get such a
long letter? That's the
kind you like isn't it?
That's why I wrote such a
long one, because I like
to see you satisfied
once in a while. Well so
long & love from me.

I'll have to close now
thought I could just
keeping on writing
all night to you.
      Heaps of love
        and some
more smacks
     your lovely and
forever.     Mary

I hope I put the letter in the right order. The reason I'm saying this is the way is was written. There were two pages folder in half. The first page was on the first page, the second and third pages were written on the inside of the second paper. The fourth was on the inside of the first page. The fifth was on the front of the second page and the last was on the back of the second.
I wonder why she did that. As you can see some of these letters are almost like puzzles. I wonder if there is a possibility that she could have been drinking something. We will never know.
How did you like what she wrote? It's different then her usual style. I wonder if this could be a hint as to how Grandpa wrote letters.
Just more history that has faded away from all memory.

Here are a few random pictures for you to look at.

I don't know when this was taken. Grandpa is on the right side.

Someones class mate.Correction. This is a cousin Reen Lee.

No idea when this one was taken. I think there is a possibility that Mary could be the one on the right side.

Well that's all I have for you today.
I hope you will come back again soon for some more Faded History.
Till then.
Your friend,
Sandy