Title: | W.K. Harshaw, Paterson NJ, to Robert Harshaw, Co Down. |
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ID | 1339 |
Collection | Irish Emigration Database |
File | Harshaw, W. K/4 |
Year | 1895 |
Sender | Harshaw, W.K. |
Sender Gender | male |
Sender Occupation | unknown |
Sender Religion | unknown |
Origin | Paterson, New Jersey, USA |
Destination | Co. Down, N.Ireland |
Recipient | Harshaw, Robert |
Recipient Gender | male |
Relationship | brothers |
Source | T 1505/2: Copied by Permission of Ulster Folk Museum, Cultra Manor, County Down. #TYPE EMG [W.K. Harshaw?], Paterson, N.J. [New Jersey?], 8 February 1895, to Robert [Harshaw?], [Ringclare, County Down?]. |
Archive | Public Record Office, Northern Ireland |
Doc. No. | 9005214 |
Date | 08/02/1895 |
Partial Date | |
Doc. Type | EMG |
Log | 22:05:1990 JMR created 20:08:1991 SQ input 20:08:1 |
Word Count | 823 |
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Transcript | To: "Master Robert, " [Ringclare, County Down?] From: [W.K. Harshaw?] Paterson [New Jersey?] Feb [February?] 8th 1895 Master Robert I am in receipt of yours covering one each from John and your new found friend, - Thank Harshaw. Last week I had a similar one from the same gentleman, and I have just been writting [writing?] to him in reply. John could answer the points referred to respecting the Ballinaferrin friends far better than I could. However I give all the information I can. Mr Frank H. is far more prompt about acknowledging his obligations of pleasure to Mr Wright than I have been for the "Brontes in Ireland", although I must confess that away back in last summer I wrote copy of a letter to be send to Mr Wright on the subject, but one and another thing enterposed [interposed?] to prevent me completing the writting [writing?] while the interest of the narrative was strong upon me, and so it has remained an unfulfilled duty, ever since. I read Mr Wrights' story with great interest and commended it to many others, Chiefly those from that neighbourhood, who were also greatly pleased with the book and I suppose I was the means of having copies of it sold. Moses Dalzell to whom I was commending the book, and giving some of the incidents recorded connected with Loughhorne, enterposed [interposed?] probabably [probably?] a correction of one of the incidents noted by Mr Wright. he speaks of Hugh Bronte and Alice exchanging notes in a certain tree by the Loughhorne lough, which tree came to be known as the "Bronte post office." Moses explains that this actually took place between our Canadian friends Mr & Mrs Frazer (Irene Martin.) But he never heard of the Bronte transaction of the same kind. I think I have not mentioned to you that Aunt Millie - Gimel's wife - invested in a young son on Sep. [September?] 23rd a bright, good natured, well behaved youngster. you know the custom with American people is to select family names of their children, so the puzzle with Aunt Millie, Gimel and all, has been to select a name for this boy. Mrs H. and Aunt Millie favored "Robert" in compliment to you. I suggested "John," scarcely out of compliment to any one , but rather as a good, honest, sensible name, that a grown up man would not be ashamed of. Aunt Millie thinks it would gratify me to name him thus after "John Harshaw," but yet she is divided between this and a more fancy name, or a double name, but yet there is no other that she is specially partial to, that she would prefer. Beta and her people were up her [here?] spending a few days at "New Years." Aunt Millie with her new baby joined them here at tea. The night was cold and in going home the young fellow caught cold which developed into bronchitis. They were alarmed about him for a few days, but he has nearly got over it. About the same time the wife and Alpha were taken down with the grip. Both cases thoroughly pronounced. The former came down stairs on last Sunday for the first; is still weak & has to be very cautious. The latter has not ventured down yet In recovering, the attack (or whatever it was) settled with the boy into an intensed pain in the side, 'which has had to be treated with fly blisters, making a great sore. Of course one with such a debilitated constitution as his, the enterjection [interjection?] of a serious epidemic made it serious, and at one time as the symptoms were I thought [page cut here] ful housekeepers that everything must become subservient to the proper regulation of every nook & corner of her house, she ex[?]led herself during the next two or three to such an extent, that on the 11th her back troubled her with something like lumbago or neuralgia, a good deal similar to what I had 2 years ago, but not quite so intense. Consequently, she had to take to bed again, and has remained there since. Not really sick, but very weak, and her back catching when she moves. Captain Irving's oldest son was buried last week. He had been away out on the pacific Coast, contracted consumption, and was brought home to die, a few days before the end came. I was not aware of the death till some days after else I should have attended the funeral. Miss Farrell grand daughter of your old neighbour, Sam. [Samuel?] Dalzel, was on here spending some days with Beta and other friends in Newark; and was to be here part of the time, but the wife's illness prevented. She is a very nice girl, has quite a talent ent and reputation in elocution and recitation, & by this and personal accomplishments has given her access to a style of society far above whatever would have been dreamed of had her lot been cast among [here the letter fragment ends] |