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Title: John Love, Banbridge, to R.Love Petersburg
CollectionIrish Emigration Database
Filelove, john sr/109
SenderLove, John
Sender Gendermale
Sender Occupationfarmer
Sender ReligionProtestant?
OriginBanbridge, Co. Down, N.Ireland
DestinationPetersburg, Virginia, USA
RecipientLove, Robert
Recipient Gendermale
SourceT 2393/2/17: Presented by Messrs. Heron & Dobson, Solicitors, Banbridge, Co.Down.
ArchiveThe Public Record Office, Northern Ireland.
Doc. No.9601052
Partial Date
Doc. TypeLET
LogDocument added by LT, 04:01:96.
Word Count1292
TranscriptBanbridge Jan.28th 1821.

Dear Robert,
We are greatly surprized at your long silence [as?]
the last letter we got from you bore date August [8th]
in which you mentioned that Mr. Murray had been unwell
for some days past. I answered your letter in a few
days after I recieved it but before it left Belfast
we got word of Mr. Murray's death to our great grief
and sorrow, I thought you would then have surely wrote
to us and I still put off writing to you till I would
receive another letter from you but lately we heard of
a [Velpel?] from Petersburg that was lost on the English
coast and we think now that you had a letter in her for
us. I hope the Lord has preserved you in health and safety
to the present, as he has us also blessed be his Name.
Your Grandfather is still alive and lives in a room of
his own in Tandragee the Count and Countess has left
that but allows him twelve pounds a year. the intercourse
is never open yet between this house and the people up
street, I think I told you that Sloan ploughed up all
the lane but one little field that was not sufficient
to graze their own cow, well in June last the road men
came and broke up that field for gravel so that they
had to take grazing for their cow as well as me. In
May the old woman allowed John Love to go and sow Lay
seed in this side of the land that we might have grazing
for the cow next summer, you would think this should have
insured that side to us. John did sow it but at November
when I spoke to the Agent to get the land divided he gave
her the choice of either side she pleased as being the old
tenant, so she took her choice before the Agent the baliff
and me, and left us the side that John has sowed with Lay
seed, with which I was well content, but when she went home
I suppose the young couple had told her that our side was
best and that there would be great toil and expense in
leveling the gravel holes that was in her side, so she
sent a note to the Agent requesting him to give her my
side with which he complied to my great dissatisfaction.
for had they not a just right to fill up the gravel holes
for which they had received three pounds for the damages,
Now I [-----?] [-----?]
[-----?] [------?] [-------?] [--------?] [-----?]
She's worse than old Laban who multiplied crimes
And changed Jacob's wages full nine or ten times
On the vilest of mankind turk heathen or jew
Such a vile action I never would do
Was she in my power (believe what I say)
On every occasion I'd give her fair play.

The following lines will give you some faint idea of the field
in which the gravel holes were which was unjustly put on me.
but we are beginning to like them very well now as we can see
a good part of the land out of our kitchen and yard.

These gravel holes was left in such a state
That language fails their horrors to relate
One of the pits was gloomy large and wide
A frightful precipice on every side
On parts of it the sun did never dawn
Its [hections?] mouth did like a vortex yawn
Had the unwary stumbled there and fell
He might have bid all earthly things farewell
Terrific gloom did in this cavern dwell
But half its horrors I could never tell
Besides this pit another full as deep
And on one side most dreadful high and steep
His horrid mouth John Love and I did close
No easy task as you may well suppose
It took far more to fill its dreadful [maw?]
Then all the monsters that you ever saw
There awful caverns we undermined
The numerous stones against us there combined
To these huge banks we gave a dreadful fall
Whose frightful looks astonished one and all
In dead of Winter there we toiled with pain
To make it leavel [level?] areable [arable?] and plain
It will be leaveler [leveler?] in some time more
And nicer than ere it was before
These gravel holes has taught my son and me
The art of labour and industry
We now may join in any toilsome trade
As we can handle shovel pick or spade
We now could [stub?] root up or hog or saw
The greatest trees in all AMERICA.

Mary McClelland and John Glass died this winter. Eliza is
walking, Mrs Craig is gone out to the country to live. We got
some America papers. by them we understand that you know all
about the Queen's trial, so I need say nothing about it now.
Let us know all about Mr. Murray's death, and if you have any
intercourse with Mr. Riddle and how he is doing, and how you
like your own buisness [business?]. James McMeehan and young
Waugh is come home lately from America, trade is still very
dull here, but provisions are at a low rate. I hope you
strive to live in fear of the Lord all the day
[---?] [----?] [-----?] for an hour your best friend let your
[---?] [-----?]
This day Jane Margrat [Margaret?] and Emely [EMily?] got each
a most elegant guilt new prayer book in
church as premiums for answering so well at a late examination
in this parish, Mr John Lavery sends his kind love to you, We
have a pork market in this town now, whoever buys most [pigs?]
every monday gets one guinea premium John Lavery got it the
first monday. The House of Commons was to meet last week it is
thought they will have sad wrangling respecting the Queen's affairs, the
three kingdoms seems to be greatly agetated [agitated?] there is
addresses pouring in from every County and large town to the King or
Queen, She gets the greatest number. by the following lines in the next
side you may learn what is the sentiments of the most of the
common people respecting the Queen

extract of a letter from Banbridge

I could in prose or flowing line
Convince you if I had but time
That the bright Star of Brunswicks [line?]
Is clear of every filthy crime
Truth wisdom goodness all combine
And centre in Queen Caroline
She is the most accomplished fair
In all our Northern Hemisphere
From all I either read or hear
Of every charge I count her clear
But know I count it [laxing?] time, To write a verse of prose
or rhyme To those who dare impute a crime, To the accomplished
Caroline Her foes should all chastisement meet, And lick the
dust beneath her feet Those who did her had usage give, Are
the reptiles hardly fit to live None but the vilest of the
The Star of Brunswick would revile Then would you merit my
esteem, With great respect still name the Queen-

We have never got an opportunity of sending the things we have
ready for you, there was a great many questions in my former
letters that you have never answered yet, I hope your next will
be very satisfactory such as may comfort your mother who is
uneasy about you. the Lord bless and keep you from evil and
cause the light of his countenance to shine upon you now and
ever more so prays YOUR
The whole family send their love to you JOHN LOVE.