|Title:||Moore, Sally to Pettit, John, 1867|
|Collection||Argentina - Pettit|
|Origin||Buenos Aires, Argentina|
|Genre||correspondence, cholera, family, friends|
|Transcript||Buenos Aires June 9th, 1867|
My dear John,
I have duly received your two letters one of December and one of January, and also the newspapers for all of which I am much obliged to you, the papers are very interesting indeed. I am ashamed of those I send you in return, the Rio paper you mention I never sent it must have been as you say some one at Rio felt an inside notion to read the Standard and sent the other in its place. I wrote to you in the month of March, you will receive it in a few days from this time. I have also sent the papers, some by the English mail and others by the French.
Since my last letter to you, we have had a most unpleasant visitor in the form of cholera for the first time it has come to Buenos Aires. It commenced I believe in Corrientes amongst the soldiers and then to this place, fortunately it did not last long, it was back for about a month, the people were very much frightened and flocked to the camp in the thousands which made the town look very dull, the exact number of deaths from cholera is not known but it is calculated that it exceeded three thousand in this city alone in the camp only an odd person going from town died of it. Thank God it is past, and we are all well. Maggie my sister was confined of a son during Holy Week which was the worst time it was so that even if we wished we could not leave town. Mamma is not nervous and neither am I, besides our house is well situated and large so that there was no such much danger, an old resident in Buenos Aires Mrs Hamilton died of it within a few doors from us, perhaps your father will remember her. The poor woman was here the evening before seeing Maggie. I hope we shall not have a repetition next year, it is said that once it gets into a place it returns every year, all our hope in times of sickness is in the pampero winds, all plagues disappear when the wind comes from the South. This unfortunate war is the cause of all our misfortunes and no one knows when it will end, perhaps when they have no more men to fight they may come to some arrangement.
Our friends and relations in this country are all well. I forget whether I mentioned in my last letter to you that Anita Murphy a sister to Fanny, was married in February to a Mr Welsh. I have not sent her likeness to you yet, the reason is that I have not got a good one. I will try and make you acquainted with all your cousins, little by little. I have no doubt but that you have received two more ere this and a letter from Kate Murphy Uncle James youngest daughter. Margaret Roach is in good health and desires to be remembered to you and your father, she often pays us a visit as she lives near us, she is getting one very well in her business.
All our people join in love to your father and yourself. God Preserve you both, receive the warmest regards of your ever affectionate cousin