Title: | O'Donnell, Annie to Phelan, James, 1902 |
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ID | 6253 |
Collection | Your Fondest Annie: Letters from Annie O'Donnel to James P.Phelan [A. O'Donnell] |
File | fondestan/16 |
Year | 1902 |
Sender | O'Donnell, Annie |
Sender Gender | female |
Sender Occupation | children's maid |
Sender Religion | unknown |
Origin | Palatka, Florida, USA |
Destination | Indianapolis, Indiana, USA |
Recipient | Phelan, James |
Recipient Gender | male |
Relationship | friends |
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Log | unknown |
Word Count | 683 |
Genre | correspondence, travelling, photography, friends |
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Transcript | [Palatka, Florida] April 10th, 1902 My dear Jim, Your letter reached me on Wednesday, 2nd, just a few minutes before leaving the hotel. The picture has never turned up yet, and imagine the disappointment having to leave the Hotel before it arrived. Still, I lived in hopes that it would be sent here as Mr. Mellon left orders with the clerk to send all mail to our Palatka address. Whether the picture came there or not, I cannot tell. I put off writing to you till now hoping it would come in the meantime. And we are leaving here tomorrow. Just think how things will happen. The post office certainly is not in our favour. You don't know how disappointed I feel, for I did look forward with the greatest hopes of seeing it about a day or so after coming here at the very most. We expect to spend a day or so at Jacksonville and then go to New York, where we can only stay about three days. We hope to be in Pittsburgh before the 18th, much sooner than was expected. I am glad we are leaving here for I assure you it is not much but the grandparents [who] have a cottage and will have the children spend a week or so with them when they can. Of course, that is perfectly natural. Palatka is nice enough for old people that look for quietness, for anything else, I cannot see where it comes. Of course it would never suit our folks, and I am mighty glad of it, but if I should live to be an old lady, never will I forget my time at the paradise Miami. I don't know when I was more happy or had a better time, and on our way to the station that Wednesday morning, how eagerly I looked at the many places where I had such a pleasant time, and wondered if I should ever see them again. My pictures turned out pretty nice for a beginner. There are some I must send you, but can't get them now. Perhaps the next time I write, I will send them. You had better write your answer to this to Pittsburgh and hope by that time your picture will come from some source, for it is only Ellen that knows how anxious I am about it. I was much disappointed when I was told how short our New- York visit is expected to be. I looked to seeing your friends in Brooklyn as Mrs. Mellon said first she would spend a week there. I will be glad to get back once more to Smoky City, but we will be there about a month when we will be off again to Spring Lake, perhaps the first week in June. So you must hurry up and try [to] come soon. Ellen and I get a week or so each when we come home from the South each year. Mrs. Mellon is very kind in matters of that sort. She knows how we have done with the children night and day since we left Pittsburgh, so recompenses us by giving a vacation which I think is very good. I have not anything so very interesting as usual, but nonsense which I must bring to a finish, hoping you will excuse writing etc. as this table seems to be suffering from palsy. So Jim, please write as soon as you know anything of the picture. As ever fondly I remain, Annie Just as I had finished this letter, yours was handed to me, and these pictures I found at the same time. Two of them I took myself and some busy body picked up the camera and took Ellen and I under the shading branches of a coconut palm when I least expected, so you see for yourself. I don't suppose you could tell from it which is which but to avoid mistake, the taller of the two is I. Again I will say good-bye and sincerely hope that yours will show up soon. Am as ever Annie |