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Title: Alisha [Marshall?], Belfast to Isabella Allen, America.
CollectionIrish Emigration Database
Filemarshall, alisha/29
SenderMarshall?, Alisha
Sender Genderfemale
Sender Occupationunknown
Sender Religionunknown
OriginBelfast, N.Ireland
DestinationNorth America
RecipientAllen, Isabella
Recipient Genderfemale
SourceD/1558/1/2/211: Presented by F. D. Campbell Allen Esq, London Road, Harrow-on-the-Hill, Middlesex, England.
ArchiveThe Public Record Office, Northern Ireland.
Doc. No.9804382
Partial Date
Doc. TypeLET
LogDocument added by LT, 16:04:98.
Word Count892
Sunday, 9th Aug.

My, dear old Sister,
Here is a lovely day of
sunshine and gentle breeze!! The old weather!
The barometer fell steadily for 4 days till it
stood below change the clouds had gathered black
and lowering and all hearts were cheered at the near
prospect of rain. But alas! then winds got up till
the waves were white and high and the dust on the
roads nesting in choking clouds, as very fine slight
showers, fell at long intervals, and now you would
not know that any refreshment had come to the
thirsting earth, save that the grass is a shade less
brown and the young cabbage plants hold, thin heads
somewhat less dropping - Barometer has risen to 30.
Thermeter 65. The air is cooler and more enjoyable so
much for your satisfaction regarding the weather, (or
dissatisfaction). Your dear Son did not go to
the waterfall. The D[-----?] arrived in due time, but
as we all thought the day unfavourable for going so
far from home the wee son acquiesced quite pleasantly,
and contrived to spend his days greatly to the
satisfaction of himself & Guests on the croquet ground,
and in various ways. A better, or more agreeable Host
could not be. He occupied Papa's seat at tables, and
does all the honors [honours?] in a dignified and
[------?] manner apparently quite aware of the responsibility
of his post. He is a splendid wee Fellow! nothing but
good humour since you left. Miss T. and I are so glad
he is here. He is off to meeting with Aunt Rothwell, Margarite
(who has improved [---?]zingly) and Mammy, in the Phacton. He
will bring Richard by special desire from Miss T. and this
will nearly end our visits from the Townspeople as all begin
duty tommorrow. Rosa looks well. She is to have Rev Orl's
Daughter from Comber a day pupil, but loses Miss Walker,
who came to her last quarter, no great loss! She was too old
too learn. Miss T. has not been quite so well these last
few days, and begs me to give her love to you all, and
says she cannot write, but thanks you for your letters.
She has a letter from Isabel. Arthur has had fever, and they
were off to Cashmere sooner than they intended on his
account. Tina was quite well. I have taken B. J, some
drives, which the Dr recommended for her. She seemed to
enjoy them. Private. He said the lungs and her health
generally would get quite recovered, if she would live
by rule. This she wont do. Her brother is quite
deceived by her, and thinks she is in consumption. R
and I never have had her cough! knows that she does eat very
fairly, and that someone is bringing in poison to her.
It seems a hopeless case. The porter was not allowed, was
got from B. C. She was ill after and frightened poor M.
with a bloody spit. She quite spoils my
pleasure or peace of mind even. But dear perhaps
I should not have written this to you, only I
know you like to know the true state of home
matters. Margt [Margaret?] and Maggie came to her
on Friday, looking as usual, but former in
shocking spirits about B's lungs. Mr and Mrs
and W. Ringland came up on Thursday evening to eat
gooseberries (which are nearly done). Mr R. [Ringland?]
seemed to have cold, however he was at Bella Campbell's
on Friday evening, and Rosa says was very amusing,
spouting Shakespeare & - But I dare say she wrote
you an account of the evening. I did not go. I was
disappointed that you did not seem to have received
either of my two long letters one posted this day
week, the other to Bella I think on Tuesday, or
Wednesday, I fancied I had done very well (for me) in
the writing! but I have no acknowledgement that
you received either. Have you? or have the letters
miscarried? We get your letters in the afternoon
by sending for them. Oliver was in town on Friday,
he sold 3 more large melons. So what do you wish
done with any plums, apples, or apricots or
pears, which ripen? O [Oliver?] send us in the pears not
one could be eaten they were rotten from ripeness.
I dont know if you have give him directions concerning
the fruitbush it ripens fast and better give it away to
Friends then allow it to rot.
Please let us know.
So much for the household. Oh! Margarets husband
is off from Glasgow with the other woman!!!
Many thanks for your last note. I rejoice to
find the good husband is improving, and yourself
enjoying the baths. You will both come back lovely.
And the two dear Girls I hope have cheered up and are
enjoying the society of the places. John Scott remained
longer in Liverpool than he intended. I suppose
he has turned up ere there. He was quietly pleased
with Bella's letter which she did not show me.
Goodbye dear Sister. Write soon; tell the Daughters to
write me a letter description of the scenery around,
the cold people and the mode of spending their
day. When do you go to Charlsworth? Dear love to
Papa and Daughters, from
Your ever Affect. [Affectionate?] old