|O'Donnell, Annie to Phelan, James, 1904
|Your Fondest Annie_Letters from Annie O'Donnel to James P.Phelan [A. O'Donnell]
|Pittsburgh, Penn., USA
|Indianapolis, Indiana, USA
|work, family, news
|[11th Jan 1904]
[Darlington Road & Forbes Street
My dear Jim,
I meant to have written last night, but it was so late when I got home
that I was obliged to put it off till now though it is quite late. I went
to the station on Saturday night to meet Pollie. I made it a point to
be there when she came in. Your uncle, of course, was with me.
Then yesterday I was free all day (which will be the only free one I'll have till we go south). I spent the day with her and in the evening
we went to see Mrs. Sietz, her friend from Indianapolis, and
tomorrow she will come out here and spend the day with me. Her
father will come towards evening.
I like her very much, Jim, and the only thing I am sorry for is
that she cannot be with me more or at least that I can't show her at
least a little attention while she is here.
On occasions like this, I feel what it is to be working under a boss.
Whilst my position is a very nice one, it is terrible confining, and it
is a mean thing to be refused a few days vacation when a friend
comes but once in a lifetime. Still, I must stop complaining as there
are a few waiting to step into my place as soon as 1 would get out.
The reason we are all so busy now is this southern trip and all its
preparations as a few of our party will leave here on Monday next.
We don't go till the 29th or 30th but no later.
There are so many places I want to take Pollie to, and, if I can
possibly do so, I assure you it will be done. If the Mellons were away,
what a good time we would have, but unfortunately, we have extra
people instead who will go south with Mr. Mellon on Monday next.
I think she likes Pittsburgh, and, Jim, it was so nice to hear her
talk about you. She assured me that you looked real well though not
feeling quite up to the mark. Your uncle asked why she didn't coax
you with her, but just think if you did, Jim, I couldn't even go out
with you only two afternoons this week, and you couldn't see me
till 9 at night. Don't you think that's awful mean? You cannot
imagine how I feel about it.
Our baby has just recovered from an attack of pneumonia. Ellen
and I took her every other night in succession and depended on two
or three hours of sleep during that time. I think if we do not look
out, we will be the next to have something like pneumonia.
I don't know when I felt so badly as I have been today, and poor
Ellen received a message a few hours ago that a very dear friend of hers was so very ill. It was then quite late, but still she went out to
see her, and I am waiting for her return.
Well, dear Jim, I am looking forward to your letter tomorrow,
and I think it was very kind of you to comply with my wish, and,
Jim, I will not forget it. How nice it is to know what place in your
life I occupy whilst there are so many predictions among my
friends here that you will soon forget me. My answer is, 'He may
but I'll never forget him,1 and that topic ends right there. These
predictions have been going on now since that dear old letter found
me at Spring Lake. They have not come true, and that sweet token
you sent me is a protection to me now when such topics happen to
arise. It takes a long time for people to know my nature, but once
they know it, I think I gain favor with all.
Well, now I must bring (this letter] to a close and hope this will
find you real well. I now remain with fond love.
as ever Annie, xxxxxxxx