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Title: Robb, Alexander to Robb, Susanna, 1863
CollectionIrish Emigration and Canadian Settlement [C.J. Houston & W.J. Smyth]
SenderRobb, Alexander
Sender Gendermale
Sender Occupationlabourer
Sender Religionunknown
OriginNew Westminster, British Columbia, Canada
DestinationDundonald, Co. Down, Northern Ireland
RecipientRobb, Susanna
Recipient Genderfemale
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Partial Date
Doc. Type
Word Count475
Genrecorrespondence, weddings, everyday life
Transcript[15 February 1863, New Westminster, BC; to Susanna Robb]

My dear little Sister,
I don't know that this is a proper address for a young lady of seventeen
but somehow I can hardly think of you as anybody else than the
dear little girl who used to climb on my knee an comb my whiskers.
Indeed I believe I would have continued in this state of blissful
ignorance for I don't know how long had I not received your letter.
The moment I read that my dream was dispelled for I at once knew
that no little girl with short petticoats could write such a beautiful
letter. Never make any excuses about letter writing any more for I
declare to you that it is a very long time indeed since I received a
letter either better written or better expressed. Remembering that
I expect you to correspond with me regularly after this and I will
never forgive you if you neglect to do so. You gave me also a great
deal of news that was very interesting to me and which I could not
expect Father to think about. You may be sure that I was glad to
hear that Nellie and Lizzie were so well and so happy. May God bless
and prosper them both. I think they have been blessed in choosing
good kind husbands and that is everything for a woman more perhaps
than even a good wife is to a man. For my part I hardly ever expect
to be blessed by a wife but that can not lessen my preference for the
married state in preference to any other and my greatest wish is that
if I ever reach home I may see my brothers and sisters filling that
station which God and nature has pointed out as the proper one for
all human beings.
You wish to know you dear little simpleton if I get my washing and
mending done for me comfortably. Of course I do and my cooking
into the bargain and all by the one person. I mean myself. Of course
it is all well done especially the mending. 'Tis true the stitches are
sometimes long and not very even but what is that where there are
no woman to critisize ones appearances. As for baking I think I can
beat any woman in the Parish of Dundonald giving us both the same
materials. I mean flour and water. With these I can make bread that
would make Barry Hughs hide his diminished head and blush for
very shame. I find though that I am getting into a regular [ragmarsh] so I must draw to a close promising you to write you a decent letter
the next time. So with Love to Mary, Andrew, Sam and Frank.

I remain dear Sister
Your affect brother
Alexander Robb