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dad said yes, if you'll bring her right back as soon as the show is over. So he promised he would. So instead of taking in the picture show we went to a big dance hall where they had a big band and good music, so we danced until midnight and when we got to his house everyone had gone to bed so we eased in our rooms and went to bed and the next A.M. my father asked me how I enjoyed the show and I told him it was wonderful. So the boy told him what a good movie it was. I had a good looking young man in Napoleonville, La., of which I corresponded with until I wrote him and told him of mine and Willies engagement, so I never heard from him again. He always wrote the nicest friendliest letters, telling me news of how Napoleonville was being built up and etc, etc. Never nothing mushy in any of his letters. Then a real handsome young fellow who lived in Picayune used to come every Sunday and Wednesday night to see me. We'd sit in the dining room and laugh at the funny things he'd tell and talk until nine o'clock because that was as long as my daddy would let one stay and if they didn't leave around that time he'd call bedtime on them. None of them ever offered to kiss me or do any thing but be friendly. It wasn't like it is now, we were taught that nice girls didn't let boys hug and kiss them, as girls in those days, because they were not thought of as ladies if they did.
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