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Title: Stewart, Frances to Atwood, Annie, 1866
ID4777
CollectionRevisiting Our Forest Home, The immigrant letters of Frances Stewart [J. L. Aoki]
Filestewart/59
Year1866
SenderStewart, Frances
Sender Genderfemale
Sender Occupationhousewife
Sender Religionunknown
OriginDouro Township, Newcsatle District, Upper Canada
DestinationGore's Landing, Ontario, Canada
RecipientAtwood, Annie
Recipient Genderfemale
Relationshipfriends
Source
Archive
Doc. No.
Date
Partial Date
Doc. Type
Logunknown
Word Count382
Genrepurchase, family
Note
Transcript1866: December 19
To Annie Atwood, Gore's Landing, Ontario

Tuesday night or
19th Dec’r 1866, Wednesday morn'g
I think an hour past midnight

My dearest Annie

I am vexed at having been so long delayed in answering you about the
Bricks. The reason was that Robert could not see the people he wanted
to ask about them & it was only today he could learn anything at all. There is a man named Curtis who lives near Auburn who makes bricks
but Robert could not learn if he has any now. There is such a demand
for them but there is another person in Otonobee about four miles
from Peterboro which would be nearer to you. His name is Welsh & he
makes very good bricks. We got some from him for Goodwood. The
price depends very much on the demand being pressing, which raises
the price. The usual price is $4 & 1/2 a thousand, but the best are four
dollars & three quarters or five dollars a thousand. If Robert can find
out anything more satisfactory he will let you know and & I will write
again if I have any message to give but I don't like to delay longer now in
answering you. As far as we have been able to learn, Mr. Wood, also who
lives at Charles Dunlops old place in Otonobee, has sometimes Bricks to
sell, but Rob't could not find out if he has any now or his price.
I had a letter from your dear Mamma some time ago. She was much
better then but had been suffering from pain in her arm & she wrote rather
in low spirits about your poor Uncle. It must be very trying to her & dear
Mrs. Strickland seeing him declining & suffering without being able to
relieve him or even to venture to give him food to nourish or strengthen
him. I must try & see them if possible when we have sleighing-..
I find my hand shaking for I was startled a little ago by imagining I
heard some one rapping at the door or window but it was some dog I think
as I could see nobody but it made me shake all over, & so dear goodbye.
[affect' old friend] [ ]