Toronto, 27 May 1921
Dearest Marjorie,
Off to Hamilton in a few minutes and tomorrow home where I hope there are bunches of letters from you waiting for me. I suppose this should be the last letter I should write you as it will not reach you until about June 1st or 2nd and by then you will be leaving, hurrah!
The weather is glorious here today. I went to bed so tired last night but now after quite a strenuous day I feel great. Just to think I’ll have you so soon now dear. I wonder if I’m nervous, gosh, it makes me all funny when I think of it but I like it much. What does it make you feel like darling or doesn’t it disturb your equilibrium at all?
I think we’ll sail on the “Calamares”, it’s a dandy big boat and all the officers are fine chaps. I believe this boat has the nicest bunch of officers of any of the boats going South. I hope you don’t lose your heart to the aeroplane fellow they always carry, he sure is a heart breaker. Oh dear, I’m so anxious for that trip with you honey. I do hope it won’t be too d_ _ d hot. I suppose Havana will be awful and we will be there three days. I wonder if you’d rather sail on a smaller boat from Boston, only one day at Havana & then straight through to Port Limon, not touching at Colon & Cristobel. I got the trunk labels today so as soon as I get your final wire I’ll reserve our cabin. I hope there will be no trouble with the dashed passport on Ottawa. Fred Borhmer, a bank manager friend of mine perjured himself quite cheerfully and signed the application saying he knew you & saw you sign it and all.
How much do you love me sweetheart? Doss asked me a little while ago what we wanted for a present. I wish to Heaven you had told me ‘cause I didn’t know what to say. I’m so damn ignorant about getting married, don’t know what we need for a house or anything. Wish you were here to talk to. We’ll have to buy dishes & stuff in New York I guess. I think if you hurry we’ll have 2 or 3 days there.
Mim’s letter says Charlie comes home all in every night. The worst part of our business there is that the boss has to work harder & longer than anyone else, not like in this country. I’ll simply have to arrange to get a good man to come down and take charge of the routine ‘cause I don’t intend to work myself sick like Charlie.
Well darling, I’ll ring off here and skim over to the depot to catch the train. I’m sure sick of catching trains, etc. How I hope you like it dear and be happy with me & not too homesick & lonely. Do you think you’ll be contented Marjorie & love me always? I do hope we make good down there don’t you dear?
Regards to your dear mother & dad. I suppose confusion reigns just now, and my whole heart and life to you dear.
Yours,
Gib
p.s. I don’t believe Toronto is “dry” at all. I think everyone was “toasting” you over at the King Edward last night. Dorothy “spilled the beans” to the whole party and today at noon again to a different bunch Leas Gooderham & his wife, Ethel Hespeler and some others. An awful noisy crowd.
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