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Title: Mary Anderson, Wichita to "My darling Mother", Baltinglass
CollectionIrish Emigration Database
FileAnderson, Mary/16
SenderAnderson, Mary (Minnie)
Sender Genderfemale
Sender Occupationhousewife
Sender Religionunknown
OriginWichita, Kansas, USA
DestinationBaltinglass, Co. Wicklow, Ireland
Recipient Genderfemale
SourceT 3258/4/9: Photocopied by Courtesy of General Sir John Anderson.
ArchiveThe Public Record Office, Northern Ireland.
Doc. No.9403209
Partial Date
Doc. TypeEMG
LogDocument added by LT, 18:03:1994.
Word Count415
TranscriptPresident, Sir E.S.Hutchinson,Bart. Vice President, J.S.Smithson, Chicago.


Managing Director Wichita, Kas [Kansas?] 9th July 1886
Henry Anderson.

My darling Mother
I may as well write you a few lines which may or may not
be posted tomorrow - It is the middle of the night, but too
hot to sleep, so I got up & wrote to Mr Anderson & to Henry,
& now a line to you _ the weather is fearfully hot now, to
move a finger too much exertion, & not pleasant to be obliged
to bake, cook &c _ At night I lie for hours fanning myself!
the bed pulled as near as possible to the window, in the hope
of catching a breath of air, a night-dress wd [would?] be
unendurable, a thin old chemise is what I wear, & no
covering but a large piece of mosquito netting - Everyone
says we cannot find any hotter place than this is in
summer, which is a sort of negative consolation-
The children have all been ill with diarrhoea but are now
better _ it is an almost constant Summer complaint here _
I have not heard from Henry yet, may tomorrow I suppose
he is in Baltimore now. I am busy sewing _ Many
thanks for good words which came yesterday, directed by Papa_
We have the Tram-cars passing the gate now which is
convenient. The children often get a drive on them, going to
the end of the line & coming back at once _ no news from W
Carroll since I wrote last, it is to be hoped he has escaped
the toils of the San Francisco ladies, who are "I may
conscientiously say, a _ a _ Anything but virtuous"_ Some of
Henry's accounts of them wd [would?] horrify you _ Of course
you know about Nora, I am so glad she has a son, & that both
are so well _ Rebecca wrote me a long letter the next day _
R. [Rebecca?] is delighted with England, so far as she has
seen it, says sheffield is beautifully situated. Noras' house
like clockwork, such different servants & everything to
what as are to be found in Ireland. no confusion, no trouble -
punctuality & order seeming the natural thing there.
The poppies, the seed of which you sent, are in bloom & most
beautiful, lovely peculiar colors, & so double, like great
rosettes, you must send us more seed, as we shall be away
before they are in seed -
Now I must close with fondest love to each - your own