|Title:||O'Donnell, Annie to Phelan, James, 1904|
|Collection||Your Fondest Annie_Letters from Annie O'Donnel to James P.Phelan [A. O'Donnell]|
|Sender Occupation||children's maid|
|Origin||Miami, Florida, USA|
|Destination||Pittsburgh, Penn., USA|
|Genre||travelling, holiday, Pittsburgh, news|
|Transcript||[28 Feb 1904]|
[Hotel Royal Palm stationery
Biscayne Bay, Miami, Florida]
My dear Jim,
I have just finished a letter to Pollie and may be the address wasn't
familiar, so now it is quite late and I cannot write you a very long one.
I am wondering where you are now. I hope you will have a chance of
going around to see different places. It will be so nice for you.
I was so glad to know you were going to Philadelphia. Perhaps
you would meet some of our old friends, but don't you stay there
long, and, above all, don't be out of Pittsburgh when we get there.
My! but that would be a disappointment after all my thinking since
I knew you had come.
We expect Mr. M [Mellon] on Wednesday next, so we can then
tell when we will leave here and also when we will arrive home. I
might write to you again before Sunday and let you know.
Well, I had the nicest letter from Rose, but I am not going to tell
you all the nice things she said about you. We had one from Mrs.
Connor too. She told us all about the joke on her.
Well, Jim, this place is fine. Nothing could be more beautiful,
but yet there are times when we feel lonely and now that a number
of people are leaving and the place will get quite a deserted look. We
wish that we too were leaving. We went around the rose garden a few
days ago. I picked a few, so I pressed them for you. Now they don't look much, but they were then lovely. I wore them all day and then
pressed them; they are the loveliest things here, those grand roses.
I knew you would find Pittsburgh a good deal more expensive
than Indianapolis. It is quite a hard city for a person with limited
means to get along in. Everything is so very high. I am sure you find
little George Reese quite a companion. I think he is a dear little
fellow. I did want his picture so hard, but I only went there once,
and they were not finished then. He called me Mrs. Brennan.
It is a wonder Mrs. Walters didn't tell you. She always said she
would, but then she didn't know how soon she was going to see you.
It is too bad she will be leaving us for good in June, and I know we
will never again get one so good. She wrote me and wanted to know
how would I like a cup of tea with Jim, but wait till I get there I'll
pay her back. I don't even have a cup of tea nor coffee down here,
but won't it be nice when I can have one with you.
Well now, dear Jim, I must finish and will be anxiously looking
for your letter, so remember me sometimes and give my kindest
regards to all. Ellen sends her best; she doesn't say much but look
out for some teasing when she sees you. You will remember me to
your uncle. I hope he is well.
Now good night, Jim, and wishing you all kinds of good luck
and accept my best love always, I remain
Your fondest Annie
Though long before thy hand they touch
I know that they must withered be
But yet reject them not as such