| Title: | Moore, Sally to Pettit, John, 1867 |
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| ID | 4174 |
| Collection | Argentina - Pettit |
| File | pettit/14 |
| Year | 1867 |
| Sender | Moore, Sally |
| Sender Gender | female |
| Sender Occupation | unknown |
| Sender Religion | unknown |
| Origin | Buenos Aires, Argentina |
| Destination | Melbourne, Australia |
| Recipient | Pettit, John |
| Recipient Gender | male |
| Relationship | cousins |
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| Log | unknown |
| Word Count | 674 |
| Genre | International Exhibition, correspondence, family, news, acquaintances |
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| Transcript | Buenos Aires, March 25, 1867 Dear Cousin, I received your welcome letter just three months after date which as you say is a great advantage in time. I should have written by the last French mail but the time slipt by without my perceiving it until it was too late. I however was in time to send you some papers. I received your papers containing illustrations of the Exhibition it is a great credit to the Colony. I think it will be a long time before we can show anything of the kind, poor Buenos Aires it is always at war so that we scarcely look for peace now at least anything lasting. A mutual cousin of ours Kate Murphy wrote to you two months ago enclosing her likeness and one of my sister Maggie’s, I suppose you have received it. We also sent you papers at the same time, I think that if you ask her for an account of the country instead of me you will get a better account than I could give you as I am very ignorant of the country. I am often obliged to ask in what directions this or that place is in the camp whether it is North or South and as for business I am just as bad. I am simply an old maid who spoils her nephews and nieces, they say, for I don’t admit it, but Kate I think can give you all particulars she went home three weeks ago after staying with us two months. My mother and all our family are in good health thanks be to God but we have lost a very dear friend since I last wrote to you. Mrs. Potts, Mrs Kirk’s youngest daughter Kitty your father may remember her, although she was very young when you left here being only twenty-eight and some months when she died on the twenty fourth of February, she has left five children, her husband and poor Mrs Kirk to deplore her loss, it is by far the greatest affliction Mrs Kirk has ever met with as she has always lived with her and she seemed to be more to her than any other of her children, beside she has sole charge of all those children and one of her sons Edmond’s who lost his mother when he was only nine months old, poor old lady I don’t think she will live long now. I am sure your father will be sorry to hear it, she was only a few days ill, I was beside her when she died. I send you a paper containing an account of the death of two young men very much regretted, the Barrons, both acquaintances of ours, one of them was here in the best spirits the day he left Buenos Aires on that unfortunate expedition, poor fellow we did not think that he would have such a sad end. The provinces are IN A BAD STATE AT PRESENT. Mr Klappenback whose name you may have seen in the Standard in connection with the silver mines of San Juan is son to a partner of Mr Bookey’s who was in your father’s time, he made a fortune in the leather business and went to France afterwards returning, his son married Margaret, Mr Bookey’s second daughter and is now proprietor of the mines or part proprietor I don’t know which, they have been besieged for three days by robbers but defended the mines with only a few reliable men against a very numerous band. Although Buenos Aires is often troubled with revolutions it is nothing to the other provinces where bands of robbers go about I may say at pleasure. Now my dear cousin I think I have exhausted my stock of news. I must finish this epistle hoping to receive one from you soon. I expected one by last mail so I hope next one will bring it. My mother joins me in love to your father and yourself, from your affectionate cousin, Sally Moore. |
