|Title:||O'Donnell, Annie to Phelan, James, 1903|
|Collection||Your Fondest Annie_Letters from Annie O'Donnel to James P.Phelan [A. O'Donnell]|
|Sender Occupation||children's maid|
|Origin||the Vagabondia boat|
|Destination||Indianapolis, Indiana, USA|
|Genre||travelling, new house, family|
On board the Vagabondia
[letter postmarked Stuart, Fl.]
My dear Jim,
We bade farewell to the Royal Palm when we got aboard our boat
Vagabondia early on Friday last. We were very sorry for leaving that
delightful spot where we had such a lovely time, but the longest day will always come to an end, and we are now steaming up the Indian
River which is perfectly beautiful and interesting. For miles it is so
narrow that the trees on each side brush the boat and it requires a
great deal of skill to guide a large boat like this through those narrow winding places, but we have a good captain and crew and I think we
will get to Titusville (where we get the train for home) about the
14th and at that rate will be in Pittsburgh about the 17th.
I will be looking for a letter from you as soon as we get home. I
am anxious to know if your uncle will be there then. I hope he will
as I do want to see him. I had a nice letter from Polly, but have not
yet answered it.
I will be glad to get home again. It is nice to see someone you
know. We have been among strangers so long. Rose wrote me some
time ago. She asked most kindly for you and wishes to be remembered
I am sorry we are not going to our old house. Instead we will stop
at the Schenley Hotel for some time till our new house is ready to get
in which may not be till June, so you will address your next letter to
A. c/o W. L. Mellon, Hotel Schenley, Pittsburgh, Pa and don't forget,
Jim. to write on the 14th. I wish you were there to greet us. It
will be nice to see your uncle again. It will be almost like talking to you.
The boat is rocking so I can hardly write, but I am not sea sick.
Only the billows of the big ocean can do that. We were one whole
day on the ocean going south and maybe we were not sick. All but
Ellen. She is a fine sailor, but if she was on the Adria once, I bet she
would be sick and scared too.
We are having a fine time and a delightful trip seeing some
curious sights. I think I must now finish. We are getting to port and
must mail this. I wish you a happy and joyous Easter, and do think
of me. I don't know where we will be on Easter Sunday. Don't
forget to write to me soon. Ellen sends her kindest regards, and I
now must say a fond good-bye and remain your fond Annie xxx