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Title: Stewart, Frances to Stewart, William, 1856
CollectionRevisiting Our Forest Home, The immigrant letters of Frances Stewart [J. L. Aoki]
SenderStewart, Frances
Sender Genderfemale
Sender Occupationhousewife
Sender Religionunknown
OriginGoodwood, Upper Canada
DestinationPeterborough, Ontario, Canada
RecipientStewart, William
Recipient Gendermale
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Transcript1856: July 3136
To William Stewart, Peter

31st July 1856

Many happy returns of this day to you my dearest William & may each
returning one find you better & happier & prospering in all worldly comforts, still remembering that there is a better life to look forward to where we may hope for greater happiness than we can conceive here, where no
sorrow or pain can ever come & rejoicing & joy is Eternal, never failing.
I wish my darling Willy I had a good sum of money to send you as a
Birthday gift which I know would be the most acceptable at present, but
I fear it is out of my power now more than ever. I seem always to have
new calls on my means. The poor Hays require all I can spare now, to
say nothing of poor George who has not been able to earn anything for
many months back & seems as far as ever, poor fellow, from being able to
follow his business. These are dark prospects which cast a shade over us,
but if it is the Lord's will, perhaps we may yet see better times & if not, we must look to Him who alone can give us strength to bear all He sees right to send. Dear William I hope you may not be ill from fatigue sitting up so much at night & this time of year always makes you ill. Do take care
of night chills after the heat of the day & put on a coat in time before you feel the dew or chill of evening.
I wish you knew how dearly & truly I love you dear Willy, or that I
had it in my power to relieve your mind of some of the weights which I
fear oppress you at times but you have a good deal in your power now &
I hope you will have more & with prudence you will get on well.
Good bye. I have written in great haste, as time is passing too quick.
Your own affect'e
Mother F. Stewart
This time 31 years ago I thought no small [B-] of my son & I think just as much of him now & more too!