Sunday, April 12, 1908 Dear Bertie: I left Billings today at 11:30 a.m. and got here at 4:30 p.m. I received your mail sent to me at Anaconda today at Billings just before I left, together with several other pieces of mail and the papers from home. I enjoyed hearing from you and particularly dear little Carol’s letter. Tell her I will write her a letter soon, and tell her how pleased I was to get a letter from her. I was rather pleased too to hear from Mr. Cae at Rochester as to my sales for last month. The way my sales are running so far this month I think I will have about the same sales as last month, and last month was $5700. In fact I think I have already sold about $5000 this month, but have not figured it up yet. I sold over $2900 at Butte, about $660 at Anaconda and Bozeman, and $1,338 at Livingston, and at least $350 at Billings yesterday, and at that rate I have exceeded last month. Just think of it, in two months, three times as much as in all the time I was in Virginia and Maryland. Do you think I had better go back? I am quite well, and when I get out among them “hustling” for business, I almost forget I eat and really do not have any appetite but eat to live. I sleep well and think lots of my dear ones at home, and my constant regret is that I am not doing what I am for myself, instead of the other fellow. There is no doubt but that I am “building up” W.C.’s everywhere I have gone, and this makes me have the regrets that I am not in position to do this nice work for myself. However, all is well that ends well, and I will hope to come in a rich home stretch. I just looked at my watch and find it is 12:20 a.m. Tomorrow now, so I will bid you a sweet good morning, and with lots of hugs and kisses—in memory of the Sunday nights and more to come—I will close. Kiss the little ones for me and think how I should like to see you again. Lovingly, your husband, Geo. W.D.