In my Room, Friday Eve.
Jan 29th 1869
It is quite late but nevertheless will commence a letter to you. I wrote
to you last Sunday and now another aint I doing well?
I have just returned from hearing the Alleganians or Swiss Bell Ringers
enjoyed it ever so much. The singing was splendid. I would give a good
deal to have a voice like the one I heard tonight. I should then not
hesitate to sing for Zack whenever he wished it. I am going to commence
taking music lessons again as soon as the days get a little longer. I
want to know a little more of music before I commit myself in your
keeping. I think music adds so much toward happiness in a family. Music
cheers and comforts when words will not.
Zack do you remember the minister you met here? A widower well advanced
in years. You had better keep a watch over Josie. He is here again and
they have been out riding in the county today. There is no telling what
it will amount to if you do not see after her soon. You had better let
somebody as a watch in your absence “ahem”.
I received a real sweet and long letter from you this week for which I
am ever so much obliged. Also received a short one with Mr. and Mrs.
Wanns photos. Will you please remember me to them and say I am very
thankful. I hope to send a better one of myself soon. I think Mr. Wann
must be a very sweet woman Judging from her picture, and I think Mr.
Wann is right gay looking man. Should like very much to become
acquainted with them some time if they ever come east. I never expect to
get so far west, unless you prefer ___ving there to here, which I don’t’
believe you do. You speak of coming home before fall. Of course I should
be delighted but naughty boy, don’t you come back until you have
whiskers again. What made you shave them off? I think you must look
comical. Dear Zack I am getting very sleepy. I know you will excuse me
if I finish this letter some other time. It is after eleven and I don’t
want to give you a sleepy letter. So good night Dear. Pleasant dreams. I
am thou shleepy.
Saturday morning, before day break. I wonder if Zack is up so early as I
am this morning. I attended a right gay party last Tuesday night. A
reception give for Kattie Loveland who returned from London last month.
It was a very large party and much more sociable than most large
parties, although a regular kid glove affair. They were not stiff. I
enjoyed it very much.
Mr. Wanns must be quite comfortable from your description of the house.
I really should like to share with you your invitations to tea for I
have no doubt I should enjoy Mrs. Wanns Society but most of all yours.
Harry Powers has been coming up here quite frequent of late but I can
hardly expect him any more as Mollie has returned to Chicago. What do
you think of that but don’t’ mention to him that I told you. You speak
of your Room mates contemplated marriage. What will you do when he
leaves you? Will you be left entirely alone?
Dear Zack I was so glad to hear the words of encouragement in your last
and long letter. I hope you may be able to continue in well doing. I do
not think you rough, only like so many many others careless in regard to
religion. But I think you mean to do what is right and I will be happy
in that belief. I know your circumstances were rather discouraging by
losing your father and mother so young that was a great misfortune. But
of course it must have been for the best for God never does any which he
thinks will not benefit us in some way.
You are a dear good boy (or man) and I love your very much. When I said
boy I was thinking of your being without whiskers which necessarily must
make you look somewhat boyish. That is why I want you to have whiskers
when you come to see me. I feel very gay and happy this morning. I guess
it must be because I am up so early. But it is nearly breakfast time and
I must hurry through with my letter. The widower teases me considerable
about getting so many letters from Rochester. He knows who their from
and he gets a good many from the Office. He knows how often they come.
Zack I am rather short of paper is why I use this half sheet. Will have
to lay in a fresh supply.
Hoping to hear from you soon I will bid you good bye – with much love
and Kiss. Your Own Josie
Copyright Margaret Gagliardi 2004