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Title: O'Donnell, Annie to Phelan, James, 1902
CollectionYour Fondest Annie_Letters from Annie O'Donnel to James P.Phelan [A. O'Donnell]
SenderO'Donnell, Annie
Sender Genderfemale
Sender Occupationchildren's maid
Sender Religionunknown
OriginSpring Lake, New Jersey, USA
DestinationIndianapolis, Indiana, USA
RecipientPhelan, James
Recipient Gendermale
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Partial Date
Doc. Type
Word Count691
Genreholiday, news, prospects
TranscriptSpring Lake [New Jersey]
Tuesday night
24 June

My dear Jim,
I surely thought my picture would be here by this time, but as yet
none have shown up, and even when they do come, I doubt that
they will be particularly good. I shall send them out though that
you might be able to distinguish me if that be possible, when we
meet- if nothing else occurs to shatter those hopes we now realize.
Won't it be terrible if we meet like strangers, for I assure you I am
not much like the girl you saw on that blessed Adria as you will see
when you get my picture.
I often picture myself waiting for you at the station, but I always
pride myself on the fact that I will know you. Don't you wish the
months would hurry up and why does time drag so slowly when
you are anticipating any event? Ellen and I often have little talks
about such incidents. She certainly likes you as she delights in
hearing about you. Spring Lake is becoming quite gay now. The hotels and casinos being opened since Saturday and quite a number of the cottages
occupied, and from the merry peals of laughter on the boardwalk,
it sounds like old times. This is the customary place for the boys
and girls to meet after work is done.
A beautiful new church has taken the place of our old one. It
was donated by a Mr. Maloney in memory of his little daughter
who died here some few years ago. No money was spared to make it
the admiration of all, and people of every denomination speak of it
as a credit to the worthy gentleman. It is most gorgeous throughout,
everything being of the richest kind. I am just in love with it
reminding me so much of the Dominican Church in Galway- We
go to mass every Sunday, the only consolation we have here, and I
remember you in my poor prayers now. Even though I am far away, you see I still remember, and if you knew how I appreciated your
effort in answering my last letter soon as I had asked you. I think you
were pretty nice. You know I look forward to a few lines from you as
I know you have not much time at your disposal.
What delightful nights these are for bicycle riding. We must
soon treat ourselves to a few. I don't care for going alone, and Ellen,
as yet, does not like to risk it, but I think soon she will be well
enough to ride.
I have been thinking so much lately of the hospital and cannot
come to a conclusion what to do. I dread the period of three years
more than the work for my heart goes straight out to anyone in
pain. I consider nursing the noblest work one can do, but I fear
three years steady work would outdo me completely especially
when compared to my present occupation. Of course, if I don't try
it by this fall, it's doubtful I ever will. If I could see any way for
getting through in less than three years, I wouldn't hesitate a
moment, but heaven direct me to the best is all I can say. I know that
at present I am doing well. I could not have a better place, for we
have everything as we make it ourselves. Nobody interferes and the
highest wages are paid. Still, I suppose if that be my vocation, I will
get there at all cost.
Well, dear Jim, I hope you are having good times there, and I
suppose the weather must be warm, as it is nice here as yet. The
nights are quite cool though, but beautiful on the beach. That lovely
ocean. What a picture does it present these glorious moonlight
nights. Now I must bring this letter to a finish and hoping to hear
from you very soon. I will remain as ever Annie, and say a fond
good-night and ask you to write soon to cheer this lonely heart, so good-night, x