| Title: | O'Donnell, Annie to Phelan, James, 1902 |
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| ID | 6267 |
| Collection | Your Fondest Annie: Letters from Annie O'Donnel to James P.Phelan [A. O'Donnell] |
| File | fondestan/30 |
| Year | 1902 |
| Sender | O'Donnell, Annie |
| Sender Gender | female |
| Sender Occupation | children's maid |
| Sender Religion | unknown |
| Origin | Pittsburgh, Penn., USA |
| Destination | Indianapolis, Indiana, USA |
| Recipient | Phelan, James |
| Recipient Gender | male |
| Relationship | friends |
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| Log | unknown |
| Word Count | 605 |
| Genre | reminiscing, news, |
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| Transcript | [4616 Bayard Avenue Pittsburgh, Pa.] Nov, 17, 1902 My dear Jim, I cannot tell you how glad I was to know that you consulted the doctor about your cough. Though it may have appeared too trifling in the start to bother about, still a little attention at first is worth a good deal afterwards, but you will be all right. Sometimes it only requires a little attention to set matters right. Only don't you be so hard on yourself. Take things easier and remember your health is more important than anything else. Now, Jim, when you get this, I want you to let me know exactly how you are progressing as I will feel quite anxious till I hear from you again. I wish I could do something for you, if I could cheer you up a bit, but I feel too sad or lonely or something tonight to write even a cheery note. It may be the dull, dark weather. At least I'll blame that, but we have had perfect weather for ever so long until today when we had the lights burning all this afternoon. It reminds me of the day after you arrived here, only you are missing. Jim, that was the happy week! I wonder when there will be one like it. Come again. It would be something to look forward to, but in your nice letter, I see that it will be just when you can, and you could not do me a greater favour than that of trusting me to remain faithful to you. No matter what's said, you will be the one I shall rely on. Nothing will ever win me but kindness and that's what softened my heart first towards you. Mrs. Mellon treated us to tickets for the theatre last week, and maybe I didn't enjoy it. Such a jolly piece, 'Williams and Walker in Dahomey'. Well, Jim, you could have heard me laugh for squares. In fact, the whole audience was but one continuous roar. Then on Friday night last, Ellen and I went to see Andrew Mack as Tom Moore. It was very good. [It was] my first time to hear Mack's captivating voice. I was enthusiastic over the whole piece, the scene being laid in Ireland. Now, you would have liked it as I know you like Moore. Poor fellow, his love affairs certainly did not run smooth, but nevertheless, his faithful lady gave up wealth etc. for him, a poor poet. I think I would have done the same. How are all your friends and have they talked much about me lately? Anyhow give them my regards always. Ellen and Rose wish to be most kindly remembered to you. Poor Ellen has had quite a time with her eyes and been to the doctor all week. We sew late every evening and that may have caused it. Now she is getting better. Well, Jim dear, hoping you will be all right soon. I now must finish. Will be looking for an answer real soon. You see we all have our troubles in this world. It is always something. I often wonder why things are so, but Heaven knows best and fits each one to their own cross. Heaven has always been my friend and it is to the One above that I raise my heart and hands at night for you, poor though my prayers may be. So now, dear Jim, it is time I should say I will bid you a fond good night and will always remain your fondest Annie - xxxxxx Write just as soon as you can - |
