Fayette Friday – Eudora R. Scofield, January 9, 1883

Letter transcription:

Bloomington Ill. Jan 9th 1883.
Miss Lena Scofield
Connersville Ind.

Dear Aunt Lena:

Perhaps you think less of me for not being more prompt in Answering. O! it so hard for me to write any more. I would be pleased to get letter from you every week and I do hope we will commence [?] to do. I write as often to you as any body. I am so home sick all time that I can hardly live. You can see great many changes there I suppose. I wish I could get a look once more of “home,” You

[page 2] ought to see us. I am going to be the smallest. LeRoy & James are so large and Minnie would scare you. She is every way larger than I am. Floy is just as nice & sweet as ever. Little Taddie is waring [wearing] pants and to keep his feet dry—we were forced to buy him rubber boots. “He will coast with neighbor boys,” he is out half time this bitter cold weather, when he is in doors every thing takes tumble—after he leaves house looks like whirl wind had pass through. Then he is quick smart (can sware little) [to much]. He does now not much, but for awhile Ma could not do anything with him, she would call him home and talk to him—he would listen while she talked, then after she thought he would be alright

[page 3] he would look at her and laugh—say same thing over, before he got off porch. O we did have time with him for awhile. He is a pretty child. The boys spoils him. Orthar is growing—He is little [?]fied yet. His dimples stays with him. How did you enjoy Christmas? And you remember the New Years surprise at our house. Now I often think of the beautiful times we have had together. I heard Aunt Ella had baby is it so—If boy name it Frankie—ask [?] Ross why I like the name. Or Wilbur I went with a splendid young man by name “Wilbur May” last winter. I rece’d for Christmas gifts—a silk handkerchief from Mr. S. A book—“Byron’s peoms”—from Mr. K A Christmas card—from Mr. T Also card from one [?] scholars. I have class

[page 4] in Christian school numbering twelve boys. At Mission in after=noon I has six girls. So you see Sunday is laboring day for me also. I clerked at [?] store during Hollidays, and bought me new dress which I finished last Saterday week ago. [casmire skirt and plush basque] Do you ever see R.N.S.? I wish he would write: tell where he is. He got mad. I think over a yellow envelope but he sent me one—[Perhaps through a mistake] but I sent him home back. Never heard of him since. Does J.K. drink yet? Who did Charles Robinson marry? I wish you was near I would divide my New Year’s candy with you. I am making me silk quilt send me piece of your silk dresses the pattern is log cabin (in strips) you know.

[to page 1] I do not know much to tell that would interest you. We are all well. The protracted meeting begin here next week. This week is week of prayer here—This after=noon the meeting was at our church—The people will meet in different churches this week. I went this after=noon. Have some place to go every evening if I could have time to go. LeRoy and Minnie takes music [instrumental] lessons of Miss Wolcott. I could if I would

[top of page 4] but I will not for two Scofield is enough in one family. James goes to night school. Minnie and Floy goes to day school. I did start to study latin but my teacher, had company from Ind and so I would not intrude so I have let it go by. I close with love to you and all inquiring friends.

[top of page 3] Do you ever see Jessie Pennington? She owes me letter tell her. Do you ever see Eva Barnard who does she go with?

[top of page 2] From your Neice,

Eudora R. Scofield

 

 

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