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Title: Margaret Craig, Belfast to Mary Craig, Lisburn.
CollectionIrish Emigration Database
FileCraig, Margaret/66
SenderCraig, Margaret
Sender Genderfemale
Sender Occupationunknown
Sender Religionunknown
OriginBelfast, N.Ireland
DestinationLisburn, Co. Antrim, N.Ireland
RecipientCraig, Mary
Recipient Genderfemale
SourceT 1475/2 pp8-10: Copied by Permission of Miss A. McKisack, 9 Mount Pleasant, Belfast.
ArchiveThe Public Record Office, Northern Ireland.
Doc. No.9404182
Partial Date
Doc. TypeLET
LogDocument added by LT, 25:04:1994.
Word Count790
TranscriptMy dear Mary,
I will astonish you with the following news
which is that Belfast is in the same place it always was
not a single arch of the long bridge fallen, the ships all
floated in the water as they formerly did, "for there is nothing
new under the sun."
You may suppose from the amazing nature of my narrative that
I am going to fib a little, but I would have you know that I
never told a lie in my life.
Apropos, Mr Malcolm sends his love to you, but begs that
you may keep your tongue between your teeth a little more the
next time, and I too think that your language was somewhat
unguarded. I therefore on this as on every other point, beg,
beseech, intreat [entreat?], implore, that you may act with the greatest
propriety. You must not take it amiss that I advise you, for
you know I am older and wiser that you are, therefore, my
dear Mary, don't be huffed __ you ought rather to thank me for
giving you good advice. The above you will perceive refers to
the point of young ladies sending their love to young gentlemen.
They may do this if they please by letter, but to do it
openly, Oh, Shame! Don't you know you desired me to give your
love to a certain young gentleman, thinking best respects too
formal, and poor silly me thought no impropriety in doing so,
being quite unacquainted with the etiquette of those matters.
The play for to-night is "Macbeth". Mr Holland, a very
good actor, does the part of Macbeth. Mr Atkins acts Duncan, the
set is a poor one, Mr Gordon and Mr Bellamy are the two best.
I intend to go one night at least, they have got some fine new
scenery, decorations, etc.
I am glad to hear Mrs Smith is getting quite well, I
intend to see her soon. I like this place very well for so far
Mrs Sharman is extremely pleasant and good-natured with me.
Mrs Milligen is a genteel, well-looking, agreeable woman.
We intend going to Farm Hill to-morrow. I sleep by myself in
the room next to Mrs Sharman's. Mr and Mrs Wilson came here
yesterday, they intended to return the same day, but the rain
prevented them. I think I shall like Mrs Wilson extremely.
Indeed I am quite in love with both already, she gave me a
very pressing invitation to spend a few days with them at
North Lodge. If I go Mr Wilson will come for me in his gig.
Mrs McDonnell called here last night and sat a long time. We
had a great many calls here yesterday, but as Mrs Sharman was
not well none were admitted. I intended calling on Miss McCully
yesterday but John [-ill?] had not time to go with me. Mrs
Sharman wishes very much to be introduced to her, she is very
often next door with Miss Moore. I have not got my hat yet,
but soon will. I have nothing in the world to do for Mrs
Sharman in the attending way I was afraid of, nor in any other
but what I please. I think we will agree extremely well, she
is very attentive to do anything she thinks will add to my
happiness. I say what I really think to you. I hope my father
and you got safe home on Thursday, and were not the worse of
being out in the night air, for night I suppose it was ere [before?] you
reached Strawberry Hill.
John [-ill?] is very much changed for the better, indeed he
is grown very complaisant and good-natured, I assure you.
I hope my Mother's headache is better and that she will ride
out often. I dare say you will think I was tipsy when I wrote
the first page and part of the second. Don't put anything in
your letters you would not wish to be seen. I think Mrs
Sharman won't ask to see them, but if she does what can I do?
As Mr Malcolm was roasted the last night he was at Strawberry
Hill he does not intend calling now, for fear of being eaten,
I suppose. Mr and Mrs Wilson desired me to remember them in
the kindest manner to you all.
Give my most affectionate love to all at home, and to Nannie
and Peggy.

Believe me, my dearest Mary,
Your Ever Affectionate Sister,
Margaret Craig.

You will hear from me soon again. Tell my dear Mother not to
be uneasy. I will write to Rachel the next time.
Farewell! You will hardly be able to read this scrawl, it was
begun last night.

Saturday Morning.

Miss Mary Craig.
Strawberry Hill.

Hill Willson [Wilson?], son of Capt. James Willson and
Nephew of Mrs Sharman.
Born at Purdysburn, 1772.
Died at Carrickfergus, 1846.
Married, (1st) in 1804 Armanella, dau. [daughter?] of Wm. [William?]
Sharman and Armanella Willson.
She died 1806 without issue.
(2nd) in 1813 Martha, dau. [daughter?] of Rev.
Audley Fanning, Rector of
Termoneeny, Co. Derry.
She died 1834, leaving issue.