Bloomington Ill. May 25th 1881
Miss Lena Scofield
Dear Aunt: Now I don’t know wheather you are married or not, But if so, I know once your name was “Schofield.” You ask me to remember you—I think a day has not past since we parted. That I have not thought of you. Every day something occurs which reminds me of the good old times we have enjoyed together. Last Thirsday eve we gave a “social” at our church. I thought of when
[page 2] we had one in our church and the Rev. W. K. was there what a time we had. & then again while the band was playing Saterday eve “—when at home” we would meet every body al[?]—chat to the “Johns” & “Jamie” “Cliffords” “Frosts” “Harlans” others to numerous to mension. O—yes—don’t you remember at Jennie B.’s “party”—wonder if Jennie is still afraid to sleep in that bedroom yet with window up and if you have stayed all night with “Jennie” and sliped “home” in morning like you did the morning I caught you by [?]. Just think what silly games we played at the first “party” in that house—I can see the hens and roster up there yet,—“in the chair”—[in my mind.]
[page 3] The next thought is back to an other “party” of “Jennie’s”—for as I know out of that first table full only two are married “Charles Frost & “Samuel Powel” and may be you. I am elected to be an old maid, which I choose, Although out of “four sucker”—I may chose, one to promise him that I will see that he don’t marry another. So far do my thoughs [?] back that I could can not express them all Now should I try. But I confess I do think of “home” too much. To day is “show day” and very warm—I have just return “home” from the Steets.—I never suck a crowd. Every size color and ugliest people you could im [imagine?]. why the most fun we could have at
[page 4] the window see people pass—A trunk hauler came pass the other day with his wife. She was one of these tall bony women had on large bonnet with purple flowers in front—well just as I got the first glance of her she was [appeared to me] very sick. But when I look more heard her husband say “sit up here now, and don’t make a fool of your self”—which was [?] seen—that she was very drunk and the [?] evil her face, till the greese almost flowed in stream. Well it was just horrible pictures I ever look at. Last Sunday every person almost seemed to have new buggies—and
[page 5] so had a colored couple—The lady wore an old sun bonet and he had on a high plug hat—he while talking to her would stop and look under her bonet—It was a splendid give away to buggy riding. So much on witty side. This City is beautiful Now especially Every where things are all arrange so nice. I want to visit the “grave” yard, where I have not been yet—it is said to be beautfil and of course large. Pa has been there. O to ride up and down from Normal on St. car is plendid—past two “Universities” one at Normal and the other in Bloomington—They are on
[page 6] stight line two miles apart. Then I want to go to “Orphant’s home”—in Normal when LeRoy went I was too tired to go with him. On 14th Jun we have our annual Sunday school picnic—going to a “grove” some miles away—on special train—for to get to groves one haft too go quite a distance—not like at “house” &. Well this morning I will add more to this unfinished letter—last night I went to the “show” and afterwards we stoped at the “ice cream sallon”—where I said to [Men] that I was thining of friends at “home.” You remember how we cheated LeRoy. I will enclose a card he wishes you to have—he is [?] on one “girl.” O I am left. But she is sweet. Smart and a fine performer—“look up”
[page 6 top] on piano. A beautiful Alto singer. This “merry six”—have a band of their own—all members of same church
[page 5 top] go together, all time and all are splendid boys. James has been last three weeks traveling for the “New York store.” Arthar is quick and cute as ever. Minnie is going to school and learns fast look to the other page.
[page 1 & 4 top] Thaddie has had a time with the measeles. Had two “Coctos” for him But Floy had them right at first so she did get well soon—But little Thaddeus suffered terrible, for nine days the child never slep a miniet—The measles did not come out right at first—went to his “brane”—also with this had “lung trouble” “information of the bowels”—The Doc said he would have never come out all right had he not the best of care. Floy is same sweet light hair girl. We are all rejoicing to see Thaddie better and getting so fat—and is to smart to talk about wants Ma to kiss him all the time when we kiss Ma he rubs it off and kisses her over. Pa kiss Ma this morning and he rub it off just laughs like “Huston.”
[page 2-3 top] “Space will not permit more” So love to you all and inquiring friends. Your niece Eudora R. S. “write soon.”
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“O—yes—don’t you remember at Jennie B.’s “party”—wonder if Jennie is still afraid to sleep in that bedroom yet with window up and if you have stayed all night with “Jennie” and sliped “home” in morning like you did the morning I caught you” I LOVE it….making mischief in 1881!
“Every size color and ugliest people you could I’m [imagine?]” LOL 🙂
I wonder what the level of schooling was…so much choppy writing.