| Title: | J. Carlisle, Brooklyn, USA to his sister, [Forkhill, Co. Armagh?]. |
|---|---|
| ID | 539 |
| Collection | Irish Emigration Database |
| File | Carlisle, J/32 |
| Year | 1857 |
| Sender | Carlisle, J. |
| Sender Gender | male |
| Sender Occupation | unknown |
| Sender Religion | unknown |
| Origin | Brooklyn, NYC, USA |
| Destination | Co. Armagh, N.Ireland |
| Recipient | unknown |
| Recipient Gender | female |
| Relationship | siblings |
| Source | T 1790/5/4: No Publication without permission of MIss D. Quinn, Merriview, Quay Hill, Ballycastle, Co. Antrim. |
| Archive | The Public Record Office, Northern Ireland. |
| Doc. No. | 8903109 |
| Date | 07/10/1857 |
| Partial Date | |
| Doc. Type | EMG |
| Log | Document added by JM 09:11:1993. |
| Word Count | 410 |
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| Note | |
| Transcript | 145 Myrtle Avenue, Brooklyn Oct 7th 1857 Dear Sister I did not think of writing nor as I had nothing particular to send, but as I was just sending a newspaper I thought I would also drop a few lines to you - Through the blessing of God I still enjoy the blessing of perfect health and strength which I trust all of you are also privileged to enjoy - I need not tell you what encouragement your last letters [also?] did me I felt much anxiety of mind untill [until?] I recd [received?] it but now I am [satisfied?] - I forget not to pray my Heavenly Father to be in you minds and around and about you Continually and I trust you will ever be kept near the shepherd's side, He has been, and ever will be a Father to the Fatherless and the widow's God, & if we are only faithful, a few more storms and our wordly fears and wordly cares will sink with frail mortality in the silent chest, and O May we have it then to say, "all is well" - I intend sending the christan [Christian?] Advocate every week - unless I should sometimes forget remember me in love to all Write at your convenience what news you can I remember when in a storm coming to America, while it seemed as though we stood on the brink of eternity, and I with many others supposed we could not escape - I went down with a heavy heart to my couch not knowing but [ere?] long we should sink in the mighty [deep?], and when then I took up the sacred word of God my only consolation in that hour & the very first passage that caught my eys [eyes?], were the following beautiful words, "Call upon me in the day of trouble and I will deliver thee and thou shall glorify me" These words I have never forgotten, nor do I believe I ever shall. & now forget not to call upon him in the day of thy trouble, seeing he has promised to deliver - I bid you a kind adieu - for the present - Remember your affirm Bro [brother?] J Carlisle A stranger in this world below I calmly sojourn here Nor can this happiness or love #PAGE 2 Provoke any hopes or fears. It's evils in a moment end It's joys as soon are past But O! the the bless to which we tend, Eternally shall last |
