|Title:||O'Donnell, Annie to Phelan, James, 1902|
|Collection||Your Fondest Annie_Letters from Annie O'Donnel to James P.Phelan [A. O'Donnell]|
|Sender Occupation||children's maid|
|Origin||Pittsburgh, Penn., USA|
|Destination||Indianapolis, Indiana, USA|
|Genre||friends, the Irish, picture|
My dear Jim,
Many thanks for your nice letter which I have not been able to
answer till now, but be assured I appreciate it more than I can tell. I
am very glad to say Ellen is very much better. Just think how
delighted I was to have her with me in the nursery today (for the
first time), but she is frightfully weak and will be for some time. I
have her with me now, and if by sacrificing time and pleasure, I am
willing to do both if that will but help her. I read her your letter and
she did think it kind of you and your aunt to remember us. I rather
envy you to have such a nice good woman to whom you can say
what you feel like - so much like a Mother!
There is a girl here from very near my house, but as yet have not
had a chance to see her. I am just crazy to have a talk with her about
my dear home and parents. I believe my youngest brother will soon
come here too. He is only a young lad about 18. Then the old
homestead will be rid of us all excepting my oldest brother. Is it
not too bad to see such a sad scene? As soon as a boy or girl gets big
enough to help the house, he is forced to leave perhaps never again
to see those dear ones and would give anything in after years for one
hour of that innocent happy fun known only m their dear old homes.
I don't believe all this talking we read about will ever help
Ireland[.] Too much talk is not good in matters of that kind.
'Actions speak louder than words.' The Irish race are too deceitful
to each other for any good. It takes more than speeches to affect
J. Bull's tyranny. But 'every dog has his day.' Perhaps his is coming.
The kind of weather we are now having reminds me of Florida.
I was just thinking how nice it would be to have you here now.
Everything looks so nice. But I feel as if you will not be able to
come. I am sorry to think that, for how long I have looked to this month or June, and yet you seem as far off now as ever. I understand
circumstances and must not be too rash, so you know best.
You do just what is most fit and God direct us all. He always does
I hope those pictures are not in the Royal Palm. They are sure to
be done away with. Too bad we did not stay there longer. Still I am
glad to have one. It really is a very good one of you, but I think you
were in a serious mood when they were taken. Even Ellen noticed
that. I think you are unnatural when looking serious. You were
always the life of that crowd on the Adria. I wonder what has
become of them all?
I think this little enclosed piece is worth looking over when you
have time. I wish one of them would extend his politeness and let
you off for a week.
Well I do suppose it is time to give up just now as I think you will
be tired reading when you get through my little newspaper. Now
write very soon and tell me all the news and remember me very
kindly to your aunt and sister. Hoping to hear from you very soon.
I now say a fond good night.