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Title: Cist, Sarah H. to O'Brien (n. Greeves), Anne, 1821
ID5985
CollectionThe Transatlantic Letters of an Irish Quaker Family_1818-1877 [B. Jackson]
Filequaker/35
Year1821
SenderCist, Sarah H.
Sender Genderfemale
Sender Occupationunknown
Sender ReligionQuaker
OriginWilkesbarre, near Philadelphia, Penn., USA
DestinationSmithsville, Niagara Co., NY, USA
RecipientO'Brien (n. Greeves), Anne
Recipient Genderfemale
Relationshipfriends
Source
Archive
Doc. No.
Date
Partial Date
Doc. Type
Logunknown
Word Count308
Genrecorrespondence, family
Note
TranscriptWilksbarre, 12th Jany 1821

Dear Ann,
You are downright naughty you dont write to me, not even a little postscript in Uncle Joes letter. I have nevertheless
intended for a long time to write to you, and now as I have lately returned from Philadelphia, where I saw some
of your friends, I feel as if I had a subject that would interest you. I was at your Uncle Mortons once or twice and
spent a most delightful evening there in the company of your Uncle and Aunt and Mary Greeves. They spoke much
and affectionately of you. I was delighted with Mrs Morton: she is one of the most charming intelligent women
I have ever met with. I am glad you are so happy and contented with your present situation. I feared you would
be dissatisfied and regret more than ever your absence from your native country. You will at least write me a letter
just to tell me something about William and the children. Dear little Maria, she must be delighted with het little
brother, and by this time [he] must begin to take much notice of her, and both together must be much comfort
to their parents.
I should be glad once more to see you all but whether I shall remains doubtful, unless you should sometime
revisit this place, which I hope you will do, and I shall always receive you with much pleasure. My best love to William & to all your relatives in your place. I shall write to Phoebe next week in answer to her letter, which I
received last week. I am glad to hear Mr & Mrs Simon enjoy so much better health than when they left this place;
excuse the haste in which I have written, for I have scarcely a moments time even for this.

S.H. Cist