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19762082702114908860bar association 1976. Soft Cover. Fine. Volume: 1 bar association paperback
189682668Mr. Lebanon NY: North Family c1896. Presumed First Edition First printing. Wraps. Fair. Format is approximately 3.125 inches by 5.25 inches. 24 pages plus covers. Includes a List of Publications and Post Office Address of the Several Communities. Cover has some wear and soiling/staining. While undated one reference states it was published in 1896 and another posits 1880. Rare surviving copy. This little tract containing a brief citation of the religious views customs and regulations of the "United Society of Believers" usually known as "Shakers" has been written with the hope of answering collectively the questions most frequently asked by strangers who from various motives seek information concerning us. Having been especially designed to enclose with letters brevity became a necessity. If after careful perusal the reader should desire further information upon particular points pertaining to our history life or religion we have pamphlets and tracts that treat these different subjects separately and larger publications giving fuller information. We kindly request those who receive any of these writings to circulate them among friends. Among the topics addressed are: Origin and Early History of the Shakers Organization Social Arrangements and Employments Hygiene Recreation Literature and Correspondence Form of Worship Concerning the Bible. The tract states that the Shakers have a "Parental form of government." The tract also states that "All correspondence will be subject to the examination and advice of the Elders." The United Society of Believers in Christ's Second Appearing more commonly known as the Shakers are a millenarian nontrinitarian restorationist Christian sect founded circa 1747 in England and then organized in the United States in the 1780s. They were initially known as "Shaking Quakers" because of their ecstatic behavior during worship services. Espousing egalitarian ideals women took on spiritual leadership roles alongside men including founding leaders such as Jane Wardley Mother Ann Lee and Mother Lucy Wright. The Shakers emigrated from England and settled in Revolutionary colonial America with an initial settlement at Watervliet New York present-day Colonie in 1774. They practice a celibate and communal utopian lifestyle pacifism uniform charismatic worship and their model of equality of the sexes which they institutionalized in their society in the 1780s. They are also known for their simple living architecture technological innovation music and furniture. During the mid-19th century an Era of Manifestations resulted in a period of dances gift drawings and gift songs inspired by spiritual revelations. At its peak in the mid-19th century there were 2000-4000 Shaker believers living in 18 major communities and numerous smaller often short-lived communities. External and internal societal changes in the mid- and late-19th century resulted in the thinning of the Shaker community as members left or died with few converts to the faith to replace them. By 1920 there were only 12 Shaker communities remaining in the United States. As of 2019 there is only one active Shaker village: Sabbathday Lake Shaker Village in Maine. Consequently many of the other Shaker settlements are now museums. As pacifists the Shakers did not believe that it was acceptable to kill or harm others even in time of war. As a result the Civil War brought with it a strange time for the Shaker communities in America. Both Union and Confederate soldiers found their way to the Shaker communities. Shakers tended to sympathize with the Union but they did feed and care for both Union and Confederate soldiers. President Lincoln exempted Shaker males from military service and they became some of the first conscientious objectors in American history. North Family paperback
1999x-0805824103Lawrence Erlbaum Assoc Inc 1999. Hardcover. New. 1st edition. 376 pages. 9.25x6.50x1.00 inches. Lawrence Erlbaum Assoc Inc hardcover
200467307Devlin ON: Lavallee Centennial Book Committee. Fine with No dust jacket as issued. 2004. First Edition; First Printing. Hardcover. 1550569740 . Stiff unmarked book with glossy endpapers in burgundy faux-leather with ribbon marker About new. ; 437 pages; Local history of the Devlin and Emo in the Rainy River District in Ontario. Replete with photographs and extensive genealogies. . Lavallee Centennial Book Committee hardcover
73-1013Eugene Oregon: University of Oregon 2019. 4to. 282 pp. Very Good. Color Plates. Soft Covers. Eugene, Oregon: University of Oregon, 2019. paperback
19980021267Los Angeles CA: Pixieco Press 1998. First Edition. . Hardcover. New/New. New/New/1st ed. stated/Signed. Taken over a three year period these photographs illuminate funerary art in nine New Orleans cemeteries. From the most humble and oldest to the most flashy and grandiose Lisa L. Cook highlights the symbols and meanings behind this often overlooked art form. Book is in as new condition and is covered with a removable mylar sleeve. Signedonly and dated by Ms. Cook on the title page. A very large and heavy book it will require extra postage. Size: Large Coffee Table <br/> <br/> Pixieco Press hardcover
19712091202133001813Shicho-sha 1971. Soft Cover. Fine. Number of books: 1 Shicho-sha paperback
2004x-0805836993Lawrence Erlbaum Assoc Inc 2004. Hardcover. New. 1st edition. 241 pages. 9.25x6.50x1.00 inches. Lawrence Erlbaum Assoc Inc hardcover
1742231365.Gpaperback. Good. Access codes and supplements are not guaranteed with used items. May be an ex-library book. paperback
40260London : John Newton 1st January 1817. Terrestrial pocket globe 3 inches in diameter engraved gores with original hand colour over papier-mâché and plaster sphere the surface in fine order with a recent wax applied for protection two metal pins resting the globe in the original publisher's shagreen case titled Newton's improved pocket celestial globe with engraved diagrams of the constellations the lips coloured red original metal hinge and two hook and eye clasps. A fine example of a rare pocket globe sitting perfectly within its case. A rare and attractive miniature pocket globe showing Cook's third voyage. John Newton 1759-1844 was the founder of a firm of globe makers in London established in the 1780s and continuing on with the involvement of Newton's sons throughout the nineteenth century. This small terrestrial globe in its original case shows the track of Cook's third voyage of 1776-80 with its return to England under the commands of Clerke and Gore. New Holland is shown separated from Van Diemen's Land Port Jackson and Botany Bay are marked and interestingly 'French Discoveries' are captioned along the South Australian coastline a reference to the Baudin expedition. An analemma is drawn over the Pacific Ocean and the 'Antipodes of London' are marked south of New Zealand. References: Dekker Elly et al. Globes at Greenwich: A Catalogue of the Globes and Armillary Spheres in the National Maritime Museum Greenwich. London: Oxford University Press and the National Maritime Museum 1999 pp. 424 - 425 GLBO58 Sumira Sylvia. The art and history of globes. London : The British Library 2014 p. 189 the 1831 edition illustrated. unknown
1845000680Edinburgh: William and Robert Chambers 1845. 1st Edition 1st Printing. Hardcover. Very Good/Not called for>. Original boards which have been sympathetically re-backed with original spine.New end papers Sporadic foxing spots throughout. A very good tight copy. <br/> <br/> William and Robert Chambers hardcover
0864119178.Gpaperback. Good. Access codes and supplements are not guaranteed with used items. May be an ex-library book. paperback
19742082502113901750Baifukan-kan 1974. Soft Cover. Fine. Number of books: 1 Baifukan-kan paperback
19742090202122900526Baifukan 1974. Soft Cover. Fine. Number of books: 1 Baifukan paperback
242581New York or New Jersey 19th century. Engraved by P.E. Hamm Phila. 3-7/8 x 4-3/8 inches. Used. Engraved by P.E. Hamm Phila. 3-7/8 x 4-3/8 inches. Eugene V. Connett 3rd was born into a family of hatmakers founded by his great-great grandfather. After graduating from Princeton with the Class of 1912 he went into the family business. After service as an officer and wartime production manager in the first world war he returned to the hat business and managed the firm until he sold it in 1925. His next career was closer to his heart as a sportman: in 1927 he established the Derrydale Press which published more than 150 titles over the next decade and a half until wartime paper shortages prompted Connett to close down the firm.<br /> <br /> An attractive vignette displaying a buxom Columbia the American Eagle flags and horn clipper ship cornucopia sword and plough and a pair of beavers. With smaller electroplate of same image mounted type high. Provenance: from the family of Eugene V. Connett 3rd and by descent unknown
151441306X.Ghardcover. Good. Access codes and supplements are not guaranteed with used items. May be an ex-library book. hardcover
30844<p>Large archive of 1507 letters 6631 manuscript pp. dated 31 October 1884 to 19 May 1964; plus over 300 pieces of ephemera related to the Babb and Conant families.</p><p>Note: A complete inventory of the collection and biographical sketches of its main correspondents can be emailed upon request.</p><p><b>Persis Loring Conant 1887-1964 and Hugh Webster Babb 1887-1971</b></p><p>Persis Loring Conant was born on 29 May 1887. She was the daughter of merchant Frederick "Pardi" Odell Conant 1857-1928 and his wife Eva "Mardi" Merrill 1852-1936of Portland Maine. Persis' father prepared for college in the public schools of Portland and under private instructors and entered Bowdoin College where he received the degree of Bachelor of Science in 1880 and Master of Arts in 1883. A distant cousin of the Conant family was James Bryant Conant 1893-1978 an American chemist a transformative President of Harvard University and the first U.S. Ambassador to West Germany.</p><p>Earlier in 1874 Frederick went to California by way of Panama stopping in Kingston Jamaica and various Mexican and Central American ports and returning overland from San Francisco. In 1879 he went to Cuba visited the important cities and returned home by way of Key West Cedar Keys Jacksonville Florida Savannah Georgia Charleston South Carolina and Washington D.C.</p><p>In 1880 Frederick entered his father's store as a clerk and engaged in business in his native city; and became a partner in 1882. He became president of the wholesale portion their grocery firm of Conant Patrick & Company as well as the president of the Conant Corporation the Atlantic Shore Railroad York Utilities Company vice president of the Fidelity Trust Company and a director of the Bath & Brunswick Light & Power Company. Mr. Conant had been a member of the Portland Common Council and Board of Aldermen and was also a director of the Maine General Hospital and a trustee of the Portland Public Library and the North Yarmouth Me. Academy; he also served as a member of the Board of Overseers of Bowdoin College from 1909 to 1928.</p><p>Persis' paternal grandparents were merchant Richard Odell Conant 1828-1894 and Emma Loring 1829-1904 of Portland Maine her maternal grandparents were Capt. Reuben Merrill 1818-1875 and Hannah Elizabeth Blanchard 1822-1876 of Yarmouth Maine.</p><p>Persis was one of at least four children the others were: Elizabeth "Bess" Merrill Conant 1886-1973; Richard Odell Conant 1888-1950 a graduate of Bowdoin College 1912; and Reginald Odell Conant 1889-1965 who married Marion Drew. </p><p>Persis and her elder sister Elizbeth attended Wellesley College. Elizabeth attended from 1905-1909 graduating with a B.A. and was the president 1915-1917 of the Western Maine Wellesley Club. Persis attended Wellesley from 1906-1910 and graduated with a B.A. A roommate of Persis at Wellesley and a correspondent in this collection was Eva Marguerite Miller of Scranton Pennsylvania. Miller attended Wellesley from 1906 to 1910 graduating with a B.A. She was a member of the Scranton College Club.</p><p>Before Persis married she vacationed at Cumberland Maine in the summer when not at school. Her family lived in Portland. </p><p>Persis married Hugh W. Babb on 19 June 1915 in Bridgeport Connecticut. Persis' correspondence with Babb begins in the summer of 1912. Hugh Webster Babb was born on 3 March 1887 in Yarmouth Maine the son of Howard Seldon Babb 1849-1909 and his wife Margaret Loring 1852-1932 of Westbrook Cumberland County Maine. A second son Paul died as an infant. Hugh's father was a farmer and also worked at a paper mill and later insurance agent. Hugh's mother was born in Yarmouth Maine. She and her elder sister were both employed in the paper mill of S.D. Warren father of the famed art collector James P. Warren.</p><p>Babb attended Westbrook Maine public schools until his last two years of high school when he transferred to Highgate School in England. It was the support of Edward Perry Warren that allowed Babb to study and live in England. While in England he appears to have been baptized at the Parish of St. Thomas Oxford in 1906. While in England Babb's father died. His mother had been living in England with Babb. After earning a B.A. degree at Oxford in 1911 he spent two years at Cambridge and later took law degrees from Cambridge and Harvard 1916. He joined the firm of Brandeis Dunbar and Nutter for two years. This firm was founded by Supreme Court Justice Louis D. Brandeis and his partner Samuel D. Warren in 1879. Brandeis left the firm then known as Brandeis Dunbar & Nutter to take his seat on the United States Supreme Court in 1916 just before Babb joined the firm or perhaps the reason the firm took on Babb due to Brandeis' departure. On his 1917 WWI registration card he was listed as an attorney living at Boston and working for Dunbar Nutter & McClennen. Paving the way for equality and diversity in the industry the firm welcomes its first three women attorneys to practice law in 1918. After a couple of years with Brandeis Dunbar and Nutter Babb became a partner in Perrin Babb and Heavens. </p><p>In 1920 Babb joined the faculty of Boston University he taught law at Boston University for 37. He became the chairman of the law department of its College of Business Administration. He left the university in 1958 and taught for five years at the University of Maine law school.</p><p>Fluent in Russian Babb translated both "The Law of the Soviet State" Andrey Yanuaryevich Vyshinsky and "Soviet Legal Philosophy" V.I. Lenin & others. He also authored five commercial law textbooks.</p><p>Persis died on 19 April 1964. Prof. Hugh W. Babb died on 1 January 1971 at Portland Maine. He was 83 years old and was buried with his wife at the Riverside Cemetery Yarmouth Cumberland County Maine.</p><p> Persis and her husband had four sons: </p><p>Richard "Dicko" Conant Babb 1918-1943 attended Harvard University where he had plans to become a writer. He was active in track and cross country. On the outbreak of World War Two he joined the Royal Canadian Air Force. He died in flying accident in England while serving as a flight sergeant pilot. One of Dicko's letters mention that he was waiting in England to be transferred to the U.S. Air Force. While in England Dicko met a British woman by the name of Priscilla Barrett. They became close. After Richard's death and after the war Pricilla wrote to Richard's mother. These letters are included in the collection.</p><p>Prof. Warren Babb 1916-1987 of the School of Music University of Seattle Washington; he was involved in the founding of the International Webern Society of which he served as treasurer in its early years. The society promoted the study of Anton Webern 1883-1945. The International Webern Society was founded in 1962. The purpose of the organization was to encourage study and performance of the music of Anton Webern an Austrian composer and conductor. Along with his mentor Arnold Schoenberg and his colleague Alban Berg Webern was in the core of those in the circle of the Second Viennese School including Ernst Krenek and Theodor W. Adorno. Webern's music was among the most radical of its milieu both in its concision and in its rigorous and resolute apprehension of twelve-tone technique. He is likely named for Edward Perry Warren a family friend see below.</p><p>Hugh W. Babb Jr. 1919-1988 of Cumberland Maine. He attended the College of Business Administration at Boston University where he was active in crew and tennis. He graduated in 1941 in Business Management. He married Janet Bornhofft and raised a family in Cumberland.</p><p>Prof. Howard Babb 1924-1978. He was Professor of English of the University of California at Irvine chair of the Department of English and Comparative Literature and charter member of the UCI faculty. One of the generation whose education was interrupted by the second World War Howard attended Bard College and Cornell University in the V-12 Program before going on active service as a naval officer. He took his B.A. at Kenyon College in 1948 and earned his M.A. 1949 and Ph.D. 1955 at Harvard University. Before coming to UCI he taught at Kenyon and The Ohio State University where he progressed from assistant instructor to associate professor and vice-chair of the English department. He published articles on such different figures as Christopher Marlowe Ben Jonson F. Scott Fitzgerald and Sherwood Anderson. However his main concern was with the novel and especially with style in the novel a topic he also published on.</p><p>One of the collection's notable correspondents is:</p><p><b>Edward Perry Warren</b> 1860-1928 known as Ned Warren was an American art collector and the author of works proposing an idealized view of homosexual relationships. He wrote 9 letters in this collection 5 to Hugh W. Babb and 4 to Babb's mother. The letters to Mrs. Babb concern an illness Hugh was suffering from when he was attending Oxford Warren was caring for him. The letters Warren wrote to Hugh concern the state of the Classics at Oxford and proposals to change them being mandatory. Warren is now best known as the former owner of the "Warren Cup" in the British Museum. Warren was born in Waltham Massachusetts one of five children born into a wealthy Boston Massachusetts family. He was the son of Samuel Denis Warren 1817-1888 who founded the Cumberland Paper Mills in Maine and Susan Cornelia Clarke 1825-1901 the daughter of Dorus Clarke. He had four siblings: Samuel Dennis Warren II 1852-1910 lawyer and businessman; Henry Clarke Warren 1854-1899 scholar of Sanskrit and Pali; Cornelia Lyman Warren 1857-1921 philanthropist; Fredrick Fiske Warren 1862-1938 political radical and utopist. Warren graduated Harvard with a B.A. in 1883. At Oxford he met archeologist John Marshall 1860–1928 with whom he formed a close and long-lasting relationship though Marshall married in 1907 much to Warren's dismay. Beginning in 1888 Warren made England his primary home. He and Marshall lived together at Lewes House a large residence in Lewes East Sussex where they became the center of a circle of like-minded men interested in art and antiquities who ate together in a dining room overlooked by Lucas Cranach's Adam and Eve—a gift of Harold W. Parsons – now in the Courtauld Institute of Art. One account said that "Warren's attempts to produce a supposedly Greek and virile way of living into his Sussex home" produced "a comic mixture of apparently monastic severity no tea or soft chairs allowed and lavish living. Warren spent much of his time in Continental Europe collecting art works many of which he donated to the Museum of Fine Arts Boston assembling for that institution the "largest collection of erotic Greek vase paintings "in the U.S. He has been described as having "a taste for pornography" and was a "pioneer" in collecting it. His published works include <i>A Defence of Uranian Love</i> in three volumes which proposes a type of same-sex relationship similar to that prevalent in Classical Greece in which an older man would act as guide and lover to a younger man. Warren's oldest brother Samuel D. Warren had left law to work managing the family's paper mills. He managed the family trust established in May 1889 with the legal assistance of Louis D. Brandeis to benefit his father's widow and five children. Edward Warren challenged the family trust in 1906 claiming that Brandeis had structured it to benefit his law partner Samuel to the detriment of the other family members. The dispute ended with Samuel's suicide in 1910. The Warren Trust case became a point of contention during the 1916 Senate hearings on the confirmation of Brandeis to the Supreme Court and it remains important for its explication of legal ethics and professional responsibility. In a printed piece of ephemera published at the death of Margaret Loring Babb Hugh W. Babb's mother she is shown working at the Warren Paper Mill with her sister. It's probable that Hugh's father also worked there as well census records state he worked in a paper mill. This same piece of ephemera states that Hugh W. Babb was able to attend school in England due to the benefit of Edward Perry Warren.</p><p>Warren's family business was the S.D. Warren Paper Mill Cumberland Paper Mills a paper mill on the Presumpscot River in Westbrook Maine. It is now owned by SAPPI Limited a South African paper concern. It is one of Westbrook's major employers. A paper mill was established on this site in the 1730s when it was a rural and fairly unpopulated area. In 1854 that small paper mill in the soon-to-be established town of Westbrook was purchased for $28000 by Samuel Dennis Warren known as S.D. Warren. The mill was named Grant Warren and Company. In that year the mill was only running two paper machines and had a production output of about 3000 pounds of paper per day. Nine years later in 1863 an additional machine was added to the mill and the production increased to 11000 pounds per day. In 1854 paper was made by beating down rags and using the pulp from the rags. In 1867 after the mill changed its name to S.D. Warren Paper Mill Company Warren decided to add wood fibers with rags fibers for paper. It was the first mill in the United States to do so. The mill became the largest in the world. By 1880 the mill produced 35000 pounds of paper per day. Warren died in 1888 and was succeeded by his son also Samuel Dennis Warren who managed the business until his death in 1910. The mill continued to grow through the 20th century employing close to 3000 Westbrook residents.</p><p> The majority of the correspondence in this collection is either written by or to Persis Loring Conant Babb her husband Hugh Webster Babb Persis' parents Mr. and Mrs. Frederick Odell Conant Persis' sister Elizabeth "Bess" Conant as well as Persis and Hugh's children Howard Hugh Jr. Richard & Warren and Hugh W. Babb's parents Mr. and Mrs. Howard S. Babb. </p><p> There are also letters by friends of Persis including her college roommate Eva M. Miller a friend Ethelynde Sylvester Smith the well-known singer other friends and relatives. There are many letters during the time when Persis and her sister and girlfriends were all attending Wellesley College and soon after graduating. There are letters of Hugh W. Babb when he was in college And letters by Robert Hale another suitor of Persis when he was in college. There are also letters of Hugh and Persis' son Richard written when he was serving in the Canadian Air Force during World War Two.</p><p><b>Sample Quotations:</b></p><p><i>"Sunday Oct 1 '05</i></p><p><i>My dear Persis</i></p><p><i>'Sadie' Sally we are going to call her is in here writing on our one table so I am sitting on my couch.</i></p><p><i>Hattie went off to call with her mother on some one in Cambridge right after chapel this morning so I have been alone…</i></p><p><i>I went to chapel this morning or rather the regular Sunday Service with two girls at our table. One is from Somerville Mass. another 120 miles west of Chicago. The choir composed of about 30 girls marched in the first thing singing sort of Episcopal like just like choir boys and marched out after it. A Mr. hall preached the sermon 'God is Love.' Today is Flower Sunday. Always the 1st Sun is…</i></p><p><i>The chapel was jammed all the college girls and some Dana hall and parents. I saw Jennie Milliken when I was coming out of church. She is in Dana Hall.</i></p><p><i>Last night was Christian Association reception and of course we all went. Mabel Waldron took me. Hattie Louise & myself went up to Stone for our girls. I met Mabel's roommate Clara Williams the leader of the Glee Club…</i></p><p><i>…Then I was introduced to Gertrude Owen and I think she is about the most beautiful girl I ever saw. I noticed it at once and afterwards Hattie said she was considered the prettiest girl in college. She is in the choir walks with Miss Williams…</i></p><p><i>After we had been introduced to about a thousand people I was introduced to Pres. Hazard and she asked if I was any relation of Miss Conant at Walnut Hill School. I said I supposed we were descended from the same ancestor and then she said she was much loved here. I also met three people in the Christian Ass. Or something secretary & pres. Or somebody like that who were standing in line with her. Then we had punch and then Pres. Hazard addressed everybody from the stairs in the hall then the man who preached today most of the girls though he made them feel homesick. Then the Pres. Of Christian Ass. & Pres of student government and then the girls sang and gave the Wellesley cheer and cheered the Pres. And all those who spoke. It sounded great. They did it all together so well. The singing of 'Where oh where are the grand old seniors' etc. in a slow sort of way made me feel sort of weepy in fact all the singing but I didn't. Hat wept a few tears after she got home and her mother was here too. Then we came home…</i></p><p><i>Well I must say good night…Love to all of you…Bess"</i></p><p><i>"2 Oct 1905 629 Washington St. Sunday</i></p><p><i>My dearest Schwester</i></p><p><i>I thought I would write you today and tell you my doings the past week or what I didn't tell in my last letter.</i></p><p><i>Thursday Friday and Sat. morning there was cheering in College Hall after chapel. We all hustled up to the third floor as fast as we could go and waited our turn to cheer. Thurs. it was the Senior Officers Fri the Junior Officers and Sat. Sophomore Officers which had been elected the afternoon before. Gladys Doton is Vice Pres of the Junior Class. Isn't that fine Each class gives its own cheer and then says what they are cheering for 3 times as 'Senior Class Officers' or the girl's name.</i></p><p><i>Friday afternoon Miss Hill gave all the Freshmen a talk in the barn on the gymnastics and sports. It was great fun to hear her talk. There are so many things I want to do and you can only do one.</i></p><p><i>Yesterday was a pretty busy day. I went to chapel at 8:30 A.M. and then hustled up to College Hall and up on the 3rd floor and cheered. At nine o'clock I had a recitation in Math on the 3rd floor. Then my class work was done for the morning. I came home with Hattie made my bed and fixed up my things and then plugged German out of Sarah's book. Lunch was at 12:30 then I hustled back with Alice Gager who had a class at 1:30 and I bought a German book or rather 3 two for myself and one for Hattie. It was the last time the place was to be open from 1 – 1:30 so we could buy books. I had to climb to the 4th floor to go to the German Office. I went over to Katherine's room & asked them to supper. Then I went out under the trees facing the lake and sat on a bench and studied my German some more till 2:15 and then I went back and went to my German class up one flight. Then Hattie & I went down to the bookstore just below the German room and I bought a little blue note book…</i></p><p><i>…Mae Lowdon and myself went back up to College Hall to an 'At Home" to meet Miss Dudley who was something to do with the College Settlement Work in Boston. It was from 4 to 6 but we didn't get there till 4:30 probably…</i></p><p><i>Just as the bell rang for dinner Katherine and Fuzzy came and we hustled over to dinner. They had been to a tea and so couldn't get here any sooner. They and Hattie sat at my table. One of the girls there Julia Pease also had an upper-class girl so it was quite jolly. Betsy Eskay had her Senior to supper also a Miss Frickel who seemed very nice. I met her after supper. She did not sit at my table.</i></p><p><i>We sat over there in the parlors for a while and talked and then I had to come home and get dressed. At eight we went down to the Wellesley Inn. Some of the girls live there and they had asked all the Freshmen from A to M to a dance from 8 to 9:30. We had a great time. The Inn dinning room and waiting room are finished off very prettily. The tables were cleared away and we dance in there…I met the girl Amy Brown who Mrs. Smith wanted me to meet this summer…I had a dance with Miss Finlay a girl at my table and she took me up and introduced me to her. She seems real nice…</i></p><p><i>You know one of the girls here in the house is from Louisville Kentucky. Do you remember the name of that girl on the steamer who was from Louisville the real pretty girl who wore her hair parted and rolled at the sides and looked so very pretty I wanted to tell Aph her name and see if she knew her. Aph is the dearest thing. She isn't at all pretty but so nice and warm hearted. She said the people at first seemed dreadful to her we are so cold and abrupt in our manners I suppose to her but now she liked them. This morning at breakfast she was the last one to finish and we waited for her and she said in time she would make us all true Southerners. Sunday morning breakfast and noons other days we can sit any where we like that is we fill up the tables as we come in. A dear friend of Aph's Martha Cecil from Louisville also is a perfect dear. She is very pretty and attractive and has lots of life. I think I'd fall in love with her if I was a boy. I have met her but I don't know her well at all yet. Aph has an awfully dear room at least she has everything to fix it up0. Probably she is rich…</i></p><p><i>With much love Bessie"</i></p><p><i>"629 Washington Street Wellesley Mass. Dec 10 1905</i></p><p><i>Dearest sister</i></p><p><i>Guess it is time for me to be answering my own sister's letter don't you I was just reading over yours and your account of the A.D.S. dance. In it you call him Bobby of course Mr. Hale. Is that what you call him It sounded funny someway. You also said Dr. Bolton had gone. Guess I will go to Dr. Race now as long as I know him and I would like him to have the trade.</i></p><p><i>Mardi said you were having a red voile dress made. I am glad of it. You will need all the dresses you can get up here next year. Dresses to wear over to dinner medium dresses like my violet muslin and pongee are what you need the most. You will have your white silk and your graduating dresses for best and that white dotted muslin and your others for second best. Another thing if you buy any white waists get pretty thin ones embroidered or with lace insertion and have white slips to wear underneath. A pretty white waist and skirt looks dressed up and if you have a slip you can wear thin ones and be warm enough and also cover up your under flannels. We might embroider a waist for ourselves next summer. Slips are much worn by the girls red green pink blue yellow and every color. I like white ones as well as any for myself…</i></p><p><i>I thought of trying for Tree Day Dancing when I heard they needed more girls but I asked my gym teacher about it and she said that and corrective gym were too much. It wasn't wise to do both so I shall not try for it. I like Miss Louis ever so much. The things we have to do are good for us. I shall show them to you when I get home. They are hard work all right. I am so tired when I come out from the class I can hardly walk home. It tires your muscles at least if you do it right it does. I guess I do it right for my muscles are surely tired enough.</i></p><p><i>Last night we all went to the Vaudeville Performance at the barn. It was great fun and well done by the girls. Nina and Fuzzy were in one of the numbers. Nina was the animal trainer had a fierce black mustache white jacket and white baggy trousers with black shiny gaiters and she carried a black whip like the circus ring masters. There were three elephants and two monkeys. Fuzzy was one of the monkeys. She had on a red jacket and pants and little cap and the other girl had on green just like the suits the monkeys have on that the hand organ men carry around. They hopped around and danced together and then climbed up on stools and sat during the rest of the performance…</i></p><p><i>Lyman Abbott spoke at church this morning but I didn't go. I decided to stay home…</i></p><p><i>I must close…With heaps of love to you all Bess"</i></p><p><i>"6 Nov 1906</i></p><p><i>Dear Teddy</i></p><p><i>Your long looked for letter came this morning. I knew you were with Mrs. Curtis so supposed that was why you did not write.</i></p><p><i>You asked about foot-ball. There haven't been but 3 games I think and something has happened every time so I couldn't go but I did want to go when Malden came…</i></p><p><i>Last Thursday at 4 P.M. was the first 'Rossini Club' program. It was splendid. Miss Hawes sang beautifully.</i></p><p><i>…Last night Dad and I went to hear Ossip Gabrilowitsch the greatest Russian pianist at City Hall. I never heard anything like it not even Paderewski. I never dreamt that such music could be brought from a piano. He was a whole orchestra in himself. Such different shades of color nimbleness of fingers and marvelous technique! A musical friend of ours who has heard all the greatest pianists including Rubenstein says none of them can equal Gabrilowitsch. He is to be in Boston on Sat Nov 17th. Do go if possibly can. You will always be glad you had heard him for he has a great reputation already and can't possibly be over 25 yrs. Old. He played 'Theme and Variations' one of his own compositions for the first time in America. It is wonderful and certainly ranked well up with the Bach Chopin etc. that he performed. When I say that the audience recalled him five times for an encore and got it and at the end of 1 ¾ hours of playing they recalled him twice and insisted on an encore at the end of the program you may know that calm Portland went fairly crazy over him for they generally cannot get on their hats and out of the door quickly enough after a concert. Do go and hear him. Then the French Saint-Saens the greatest living composer is to be in Boston soon also…</i></p><p><i>Mama sends her love…Yours lovingly Ethelynde"</i></p><p><i>"14 Dec 1906 Thursday night</i></p><p><i>Dearest Teddy</i></p><p><i>I was awfully glad to hear that you are int eh Mandolin Club. Congratulations!</i></p><p><i>Last Friday I took my last German lesson until after the holidays. I simply could not keep up on it with all my extra work. I've been doing quite a little Christmas shopping for you see I won't have those last few days before Xmas in which to shop…</i></p><p><i>This afternoon I went to the Rossini Club. It was the best program yet. Mrs. Whitchouse was the only one I didn't care for. The quality of her voice was different on about every note she sang and she slid around from one note to another terribly instead of hitting them fairly and squarely.</i></p><p><i>Tuesday noon we entertained Gypsy Smith the evangelist his wife and daughter Zillah 22 yrs. Old at lunch. They are all charming to know. His daughter is as handsome as a picture looks very much like a gypsy. She has black hair and eyes beautiful teeth and does her hair in a coronation braid. Her mother is very English but lovely and I never met such a lovable man as Mr. Smith. They are all very highly culture. To say that of him would seem impossible when I tell you that he didn't know one letter from another until he was 17 yrs. Old and is now but 46. They have one son married and another in Cambridge University England. Never heard anybody like him in the pulpit. The hall is packed jam full every night and Sunday night there were 2700 people there the biggest crowd that ever came inside the doors…</i></p><p><i>Lovingly Ethelynde"</i></p><p><i>"Psi Upsilon Brunswick May 9 1907</i></p><p><i>Dear Persis</i></p><p><i>The spring fever possesses every one up here. Tennis baseball track work and long walks into the country consume the time and even my athletic ability is great enough for the last. The country here abouts is wild and heavily wooded with great old pine trees and though the flat plains extend for many miles on all sides the scenery is to me fascinating.</i></p><p><i>The air now begins to be fragrant with spring odors and when the wind blows from off the sea down through the plains and the pine trees it has a wonderful quality stimulating and at the same time restful. So you can hardly wonder that our daily walks mean much and that disinclination to study affects us all alike.</i></p><p><i>Lately too I have been trying to learn to play tennis but I do not know enough about the game to enjoy it as yet.</i></p><p><i>Last night we celebrated in a wild sort of a way the victory over Colby. We found some old fireworks and ransacked the neighborhood for fences and wood piles. Being fairly successful we soon had a good fire going in front of the chapel. As the clapper had fallen out of the bell Paul Blanchard one of our seniors and Rodney Ross in my delegation went hand over hand up the bell rope a hundred feet got through the trap door at the top and finally put it in again. After the returning victors were escorted from the train to the campus excitement subsided. Saturday we play Maine and we will & hope beat them…</i></p><p><i>I feel sorry that you cannot come here for the Psi Upsilon house party and the Ivy Day celebration. Ivy Day is the great day of the year here & certainly hope that in you Sophomore year you will attain to such perfect independence that you can come.</i></p><p><i>How did your friend enjoy her visit to Portland I wish that you could have stayed longer and that my new sailing machine had been in use. Had such been the case I believe that even the delights of study here would not have kept me away from my native town. But still study here is a necessity even it if is what old Horace calls a 'dirus necessitas' … Sincerely yours Robert Hale"</i></p><p><i>"Monday March 9 1908</i></p><p><i>Oxburgh Rectory</i></p><p><i>Stoke Ferry</i></p><p><i>Norfolk</i></p><p><i><br />My dear Mrs. Babb</i></p><p><i>After all I did get as far as London on the day when I wrote to you and it turned out that nothing had been lost by my delay such as it was. On Sunday morning I hauled a specialist out of bed and arranged with him to come to Stoke Ferry with me in the afternoon. We got here about even. There was a consultation with the local doctor and all was so clear that the London doctor left at ten P.M. I am staying merely because Hugh will be ready by Thursday or so to come with me to Lewes and it is not worth while to go there and back in the meantime.</i></p><p><i>Mr. Coombe in my opinion should have written you and should not have wired. He would not if he had known my address but would have left the question of wiring to me. He could have got my address from Lewes.</i></p><p><i>I mention this not for the sake of criticizing him but that you may clearly understand all sides of the case.</i></p><p><i>Hugh had been worrying himself about his examinations had been working too hard and had been sleepless in spite of some sleeping doses. The doctor at Oxford advised him to go away. He did not like to write to Lewes wherein he was wrong and he came here without getting much good. He had fainted at Oxford; and when he got to the Stoke Ferry Station to go up for his examinations he fainted again and struck his head. He had to be brought back to Mr. Coombes was put to bed wandering in mind. His fall was on Wednesday. I got the news Saturday morning and am writing on Monday. He is to all appearance perfectly well. He is dressed and has been downstairs to play on the piano and remarked 'Fancy my being thought ill.' The appearance will not be deceitful for the London doctor assured me that in such cases recovery is speedy and complete. It wasn't indeed necessary for me to come or to bring a physician. But I couldn't divine from Mr. Coombe's letters which were not supplemented by a letter form the doctor what was the matter. I had to provide against the unknown. The only result of my doings is that Hugh is got out of bed at once and given as much to eat as he wants. The only result at Oxford is that he misses honour mods which loss as I have written to you. Does not preclude his final success. My idea that he would come home with out returning to Oxford for the summer term is subject to revision. It may be better in every way for him to go back to Oxford. We will see how he gets on at Lewes during the vacation which begins almost on the day when he reaches Lewes. He is allowed to ride and to lay games – indeed 'that would be the best thing for him.' He may read but is not to take up hard reading at once. He shows no sign whatever of depression. It is all over.</i></p><p><i>If you have a clever son he will lead you a dance and you must pay the piper. Yours faithfully E.P. Warren"</i></p><p><i>"27 Feb 1917</i></p><p><i>Royal Societies Club</i></p><p><i>St. James's Street S.W.</i></p><p><i>My dear Hugh</i></p><p><i>You have been good not to remind me – too good: it would have been better to remind me. I did not put the pipes down on my list the list of things to do which I keep to as not to trust to memory but so I have fallen into the mistake of trusting to the list. I remembered this morning but had not your letter. You may have said something about shapes. I bought those which seemed to suit your size or age but not with the biggest bowls such as my brother used to like. I had to hunt for bowls for him. Either I know nothing of wood or else it is 'topping' & the price also. There is no amber: I conjectured pocket use. So these things are to go though books may not. There seems to be an article in the Round Table on Education I will get it & tear it out for you. The notion I believe is: for the pass schools English history & literature one other language ancient or modern science or mathematics and civics =political philosophy. I do not understand that Oxford is to change its name.</i></p><p><i><br />I am here & Marshall is to be here for the Deepdene sale three or four good statues which I have seen and vases which I have not seen. I wanted to buy a statue fairly complete for Boston when my brother & I were in Rome. It was cheap; but the museum wasn't buying and we couldn't. At present the museum is not buying; and the second statue which I could recommend turns up. I shall try to waken the body; and may succeed; but here is the case in general. Lane saw the futility of a certain policy. I was to come home; and he and I were to start another policy; but he died. I enquired what the post Lane policy was to be and found that it was to be the old futile policy. The great thing my dear is to be respectable and not believe in anything but business and of course women. They should say what is to be done & we should do it.</i></p><p><i>Yours E.P. Warren</i></p><p><i>July 17 1917</i></p><p><i>I have examined the Deepden statues since I wrote and find that there is not one which I wish the Museum to try to buy."</i></p><p><i>"1663 Fourth Street</i></p><p><i>San Diego California</i></p><p><i>July 21 1910</i></p><p><i>Dear Old Persis</i></p><p><i>Home two days and not a letter off to you. If I were not so busy visiting with mother I should accuse myself of being very neglectful of you but you will understand Persis dear and forgive me won't you</i></p><p><i>…By the way speaking of college did you hear that Pres. Hazard has resigned I wonder who will be president of Wellesley. I certainly hope Dean Pendleton will not. Isn't it too bad for Pres. Hazard – ill health was the cause. I think myself that it will be many a day before they get a woman for the head of the college that will come up to our President.</i></p><p><i>California is wonderfully cool – ideally so but dreadfully dusty and dirty. The trees are all gray with the sand and the hills are sore and brown – anything but an attractive place now. I am afraid that I have lived too long in the east to ever be very contended with San Diego. It is so stupid and dead here that I almost go to sleep on a street corner when I walk down to do a little shopping. I expect to sit home on the porch and do a little reading and little sewing. Mother says it is the greatest relief of her life not to have to get us ready to start back to college again…</i></p><p><i>I hear Marie Biddle is getting a divorce. Is that true and what is the difficulty</i></p><p><i>Have your books etc. arrived some yet I want mine so badly for without my Cambridge I really feel lost. You have gotten far ahead of me in reading…I have so many books to read…</i></p><p><i>Write me soon…As always Bernice"</i></p><p><i>"23 July 1910</i></p><p><i>1663 Fourth Street</i></p><p><i>San Diego California</i></p><p><i><br />My dear dear Persis</i></p><p><i>The postman has just come with your adorable pictures. I love them so and shall always be so glad that I have them…</i></p><p><i>I just received a letter from Katherine with on from Miss Fisher. She said they had been making many new plans for the Geology Department among which was converting the Fifth floor Library into a geology laboratory and work room and the old gym into a geology lecture room. You see already they are beginning to change the old place and I dare say that in a year's time we shall find the place much altered. Miss Fisher has been ill with the heat and the work which she has had to do and so has given up all plans for her summer work at College and has gone to the mountains. So she really must be a very delicate little woman – hardly able to stand I should think the strenuous work of a Wellesley professorship.</i></p><p><i>There is absolutely nothing to write you of here – San Diego is deader than it ever was and I hate the place more every day. Please write me soon. Give my love to your family but keep most of it for yourself…Lovingly Bernice"</i></p><p><i>"Ansbach EES Depot</i></p><p><i>APO 231</i></p><p><i>C/O U.S. Army</i></p><p><i>9.8.47</i></p><p><i>Dear Mrs. Babb</i></p><p><i>I was delighted to get your letter this morning and was very interested to hear all the news. I too have been very lax about writing to you I enjoy it so much too but Ansbach seems to have had a dulling effect on both my physical and mental processes…</i></p><p><i>I am very sorry to hear that you have to move again. I know what an ordeal it is Mother has done it so many times and now she tells me she has sold the farm & is going to live in 'Oakthorpe' a house we have near Newbury. In sheer desperation she sold hundreds of my books. They are so heavy to pack and carry. I know when I get back there is going to be much weeping & wailing on my behalf when I suddenly want something I haven't needed for years – that has just been sold. Luckily since I've been over here I have almost lost the terrible habit I had of hoarding. So many things of value have been stolen & it is so difficult to be constantly packing up what most people would consider rubbish that I just do not worry any more.</i></p><p><i>I hope there will only be a few more letters and then I will be with you. I'm getting to be an old lady and have been out here long enough. I want more to think about. I realize the average girl of my age is busy with husband and children and I'm not stupid in that I carry a torch for Richard I've tried with other people but I'm just not interested. I think Richard had everything I wanted when I look back and remember those completely happy evenings when all he and I had for entertainment was a long walk over the hills or a still longer bicycle ride to the movies I wonder why I've never met anyone since that could be happy with so little. Over here it is not considered having a good time unless one gets drunk or has hectic entertainment all the time. So down here I've had a lonely but quite pleasant time all on my own. My boss wanted me to renew my contract and offered me a very tempting raise in grade & pay but I turned it down and am definitely going home in September. Ansbach is beautiful rolling hills and miles of pine forests all the boys on the depot are staying over for one thing – fräulein. The place is full of them. Florence an American girl & myself are the only two allied women here and perhaps you can get a rough idea of the situation when I tell you that neither of us have had a date for three months. Luckily I am used to the country and am becoming an ardent photographer with terrible results but Florence hails from New York and is beginning to get a violent inferiority complex. She amuses me greatly. She's really funny gazes at herself in the evenings sends for new revolutionary make-ups and all to no avail. She can't understand what she lacks that the fräuleins have but from what I can make out the fundamental reason is that there are a great many obstacles to overcome before marrying a fräulein – dozens of papers to fill in etc. and I suppose the boys feel that what is difficult to obtain will be more worthwhile. I think I am right don't you…</i></p><p><i>The sun is shining and I feel very happy. I am working with nice people & the Germans are very fond of me. I shall be sorry to leave them. My love and best wishes to you Pricilla."</i></p>
31319<p>The collection contains 126 letters 377 manuscript pages 7 manuscript essays 19 pages and one Christmas card sent to his Westall cousins by Thomas Wolfe manuscript sentiment in his hand. The collection also includes over 165 Westall – Justice family photographs from the 1880's – 1940s including carte-de-visite cabinet cards boudoir cards snapshots large format studio portraits as well as press photographs. The bulk of the images have been identified by a Westall family member in ink on the verso of the images identifying the sitters. The collection includes 60 related ephemeral items.</p><p>The correspondence comprises the courtship letters of William Harrison Westall and Emily I. "Pink" Justice. The collection also includes letters to Emily from family members and other suitors. Westall and Justice were both born in Swannanoa North Carolina but at the time of their courtship were both living in Asheville. Westall was working and Justice was a student at Asheville Female College. Westall would become the maternal uncle of the novelist Thomas Wolfe and like his older sister Julia Wolfe's mother displayed similar traits of character. He was confident assertive determined persistent and a bit obsessive. Westall faced opposition from Emily's parents in his courtship in part due to some of these traits. Emily's parents at one point sent her away to visit relatives in Tennessee and effectively banned Westall from their home shortly before their marriage. All of this only served to increase Westall's determination to succeed in his suit. Another source of friction between the young couple was the number of additional "sweethearts" and suitors interested in Emily's attentions.</p><p>William Harrison Westall was born May 16 1863 in Swannanoa Buncombe County North Carolina. He was the sixth of eleven children Henry Addison Sam Sally Julia Elizabeth Westall Wolfe1 – the mother of Thomas Wolfe American author William Harrison Lee Mary Crockett Elmer and Greely born to Martha Anne Penland and Thomas Casey Westall a farmer and builder. On both sides he was descended from pioneer families of western North Carolina. He married Emily I. Justice 1863-1942 of Buncombe County North Carolina. The couple had at least two sons. William Harrison Westall ran a successful building supply and lumber company and helped supply the raw materials during Asheville North Carolina's growth from the early 1880's through the early 20th century after the arrival of the Western North Carolina Railroad. William H. Westall even supplied materials to Biltmore in Asheville. Westall's older brother James Manassas Westall 1861-1943 was a prominent building contractor in Asheville during this period.</p><p>1. Julia Elizabeth Westall Wolfe 1860-1945 the mother of Thomas Wolfe was born on a farm in Swannanoa nine miles east of Asheville. The fourth of eleven children of Martha Anne Penland and Thomas Casey Westall a farmer and builder. She was educated at Judson College in Hendersonville she taught school for a time but stopped when she married William Oliver Wolfe on January 14 1885.</p><p>The couple resided in Asheville where their eight children were born: Leslie 1885-86; Effie Nelson Gambrell 1887-1950; Frank C. 188-1956; Mabel Wheaton 1890-1958; twins Grover Cleveland 1892-1904 and Benjamin Cleveland 1892 -1918; Frederick William 1894-1980; and Thomas Clayton 1900-1938.</p><p>In 1906 Mrs. Wolfe bought for $ 6500 a boardinghouse at 48 Spruce Street which she operated until her death. The house was called the Old Kentucky Home by its former owner it was the Dixieland of <em>Look Homeward Angel</em> and <em>Of Time and the River</em>. The house was purchased by the State of North Carolina in 1975 as a historic site it was then opened to the public as the Thomas Wolfe Memorial.</p><p>In his novels Wolfe provided a largely autobiographical account of his family's life from the turn of the century on. Julia Wolfe became the fictional Eliza Gant a small compact and persevering woman determined to keep her family together and manage fer boarding house in spite of marital discord and tragedies such as the deaths of her sons Grover and Ben. An able talker with a remarkable memory she provided her son with much raw material for his novels and short stories Her talents in business not only in running the boardinghouse but also in real estate purchases and sales eld to the family's relative affluence; thus Thomas was able to attend a private preparatory school and the University of North Carolina.</p><p>After her husband's death Mrs. Wolfe continued her business interests and was able to provide financial aid for her son then teaching at New York University and traveling in Europe. When she lost much of her capital in the Florida real estate crash of the 1920s which was followed by the great depression in Asheville she had to depend mainly on her boardinghouse for income. As he son's books became famous she in turn became noted as the real-life matriarch of the fictional Gants. From the early 1930s onward her boardinghouse drew literary pilgrims to Asheville.</p><p>A close bond existed between Julia Wolfe and her son Thomas from childhood until his death and some commentators have traced similar traits of character such as a prodigious memory ambition verbal power and determination. Their correspondence which spanned thirty years illumines one of the most moving mother-son relationships in American literary history. Always a champion of her son's writing Mrs. Wolfe became ever more so after his death. She often traveled to various parts of the country giving informal talks on his early life and influences. She was buried in the family plot at Asheville's Riverside Cemetery.</p><p>https://www.ncpedia.org/biography/wolfe-julia-elizabeth</p><p>Sample Quotes:</p><p>"Swannanoa N.C. Aug. 9th 1881 to Emily I. Justice Asheville NC</p><p>"Miss Pink</p><p>… I thought I would write you a few lines this morning … Miss Adina has been up for a week she is going home in the morning we had preaching last night at the Depot I would like to know if you ar still in the notion of going to Flatcreek campmeeting. There were a party talking of going to Black mountain this week but they gave out the idea we will all go in September I want you to go I enjoyed the picnic very much I think that I will come to Beaver dam church before very long I want you to let me know when there will be preaching Herre … T.E.W."</p><p>"Oct. 12th 1882 Asheville</p><p>Dearest Emily</p><p>It is with feelings of real pleasure that I take up my pen to write you a few lines. It is a privilege for which I feel very much under obligations to you for being so kind as to grant me. I shall take much pleasure in being able to communicate to you my secret thoughts & desires hopes & joys pleasures & expectations and in short I shall burden you with all that I could wish a <u>very dear friend</u> to know. I anticipate much pleasure from our correspondence & shall do my best to make it agreeable to you. I have long felt a deeper interest in you than you have any idea of. I anticipate with pleasure the day when I can feel assured that you <u>do</u> hold an interest in my future welfare & happiness. How much regard I have for you you do not know. It is not in my nature to express much of my real feelings. I may entertain a <u>very</u> high opinion of an individual but I am not the one to express it unequivocally. It is contrary to my nature temperament and disposition and I can no more rebel against these than swim against the cataract of Niagara. Emily you and I have long been friends in the common acceptance of the term "friend" but may I express the fond hope that our friendship may be placed on a higher nobler plane than it ever was before. May I always hope <u>we</u> may be friends in the most aesthetic sense of the term and not simply what the vulgar unthinking world terms friends. <u>We</u> will know each other; <u>We</u> will understand each other even if the outside world considers us as merely acquaintances. I have my faith in life to carve out myself' I have to attain success by my own efforts; My bark drifts lonely on the the turbid waters of life's rapid deeprolling currents with only me to send up heartfelt wishes for its success in the perilous voyage of life with only me to shed a silent heart rendering tear should it meet its destruction amidst the shoals & breakers which ever surround weak mortals in this voyage. I say "only me" because in the seeming friends of earth can be placed but little reliance. May I hope that in this ocean of life I may have one in whom I can place the utmost confidence in whose faith I can have the most unbounded reliance to whom I can turn when clouds overcast my path & all seems dark & dreary when the world casts a frowning glance upon me and hear her sympathizing voice in accents gentle and sweet bid me look upward and onward … Darling I love you! Why need I seek to hide it longer … Remember our promise to each other not to show our letters to any one. Be sure & keep it I will. . H"</p><p>"Bakersville N.C. Dec. 27th 82</p><p>Dearest Pink</p><p>I don't know that you care much about hearing from me but I want to hear from you and although I may be in Asheville before very long don't want you to forget me entirely while I am away… I left A Thursday morning took dinner with my sister in Marion and started home that afternoon. Something was going on nearly every night – when I was here before but have not enjoyed it much this time. Skated a little one or two days ago and went to a party last night and had the exquisite pleasure once more of running against a sewing machine agent – "It was said" as the legends go that those awful fellows were so thick here once that a tree fell on a windy day and killed <u>fourteen</u>. That thinned them out a good deal but enough are left to be in the way of <u>organ agents</u>. I sold one organ the day before leaving Asheville and Prof Folk who is working with me sold one …</p><p>Father is going to build a printing office soon and has made arrangements to publish a Free Will Baptist paper for the Free Will Baptist association in connection with the one he already publishes … Bradley S. Worthen"</p><p>'Asheville N.C. March 16thm 1883</p><p>Miss Pink</p><p>There will be an entertainment or a show in the Opera Hall at the Court House to night and if the weather is favorably sic and you would like to go; I would be pleased to accompany you there. And if you can go I will call by for you at seven o'clock … Wm. H. Westall"</p><p>"Asheville N.C. Aug. 1st 1883</p><p>Miss Pink</p><p>Dearest One you may be <u>greatly</u> surprised by getting this letter and it <u>will not</u> be anything <u>very</u> strange if you <u>should</u> be surprised. Your refusing to kiss me good night has <u>caused me</u> to <u>suffer greatly</u>.</p><p>Oh! I am feeling so <u>badly</u> I <u>can not</u> sleep a <u>wink</u> to night and as the clock strikes one my mind is like a ship on a stormy sea tossing reeling and blown about by a wind of disappointment; I <u>say</u> disappointment because it was a <u>great</u> disappointment to me in bidding you good-night <u>without</u> <u>a kiss</u> as I have had a kiss nearly <u>every time</u> of late when parting with Miss Pink.</p><p>I am one <u>who honestly truthfully</u> and <u>candidly</u> love you and you have said that you <u>loved me</u>; told me <u>not once nor twice but a great many times</u> that you<u> surely</u> loved me and <u>no one else</u> and that I was the <u>only</u> one that you <u>ever did</u> love well I believed that you did think and do think yet a great deal of me and perhaps did about <u>half-way</u> love me but <u>refusing</u> to <u>kiss me</u> when there was no excuse at all: twelve o'clock at night; when there was no one about; is very plain proof <u>that you do not think so much of me</u>.</p><p>I do not know why it is that I have fallen so <u>deeply</u> in love with you when you as it seems to me <u>can not</u> love me. You are waring a ring as an "engagement ring" and <u>then</u> you refuse to kiss me; one who you claim to be engaged to and one who you say that you love <u>what is the matter</u></p><p>Now Miss Pink: I <u>truly</u> and <u>honestly</u> love you God being my judge and it makes me feel very bad to think that you do not care so much for me.</p><p>May you prove to me that you do think a great-deal of me and I hope you will <u>never</u> refuse to kiss me again on an occasion like tonight when there was no excuse <u>only that you did not want to</u>. Wy did you <u>ever </u>kiss me Was it because I <u>asked</u> and <u>insisted</u> on it Or was it because you was kissing one who you loved</p><p>People sometimes kiss others who they <u>do not love</u> but I do not believe that <u>any</u> young lady ought <u>ever</u> to kiss a young man who she <u>does not love</u> but a young lady kissing a young man who she <u>truly loves</u> I don't think there is <u>anything</u> wrong in it.</p><p>I never heard of a young lady <u>refusing</u> to kiss one she loves when there was no excuse for not doing so and you refusing to kiss me under the circumstances tonight <u>puzzles</u> me <u>very much</u> and I would like to have the <u>puzzle</u> unraveled.</p><p>I am sure there would not be any<u> harm</u> in you kissing me; even if you <u>do not</u> love me for I can assure you that <u>no one</u> will ever know it by me telling them and as far as <u>anything</u> else is concerned you need <u>never </u>have any fear if I <u>know</u> myself.</p><p>I of course will come again tomorrow night as I agreed and if you should not get this letter before then perhaps I will not mention this subject or anything in regard to you refusing to kiss me but whenever you do get this letter answer me either by letter or personal conversation. For I want a reconing sic soon in regard to your manners towards me for the last two or three weeks you <u>never</u> refused to kiss me since you first kiss me until of late so there seems to be <u>something</u> rong sic <u>somewhere</u> and I would like to <u>know</u> where it is and <u>what it is</u>.</p><p>Please excuse this letter for I am feeling so very badly that it is <u>nearly utterly</u> impossible for me to write anything in a systematic or in a grammatical style.</p><p>I will still add a few more lines; saying I <u>can not</u> believe that you know how <u>much</u> I <u>love you</u> or you would not treat me as you have. If it was possible for me to <u>express</u> <u>by words</u> <u>how much</u> I love you I would <u>gladly</u> do so but there is not <u>words in the</u> English language by which I could express my love for you.</p><p>Ever since I had the <u>pleasure</u> of meeting you there has been a <u>fire</u> of <u>love</u> kindled in my <u>heart</u> and it has been burning <u>slowly continuously</u> and <u>warmly</u> <u>ever</u> since and all that is lacking to make it an <u>unceasing</u> and <u>everlasting</u> <u>flame</u> to burn <u>forever</u> is a little breeze of love from your heart; and may you <u>soon</u> send<u> that</u> breeze of <u>true love</u> so that it may ease my <u>aching heart</u>.</p><p>Hoping that you may explain how you feel in regard to what I have said I will close by saying be careful to never let any one get their fingers on this letter. The clock has struck two in the morning and I to bed must go. … W. H. Westall"</p><p>"Asheville N.C. Sept. 29th 1883</p><p><u>Dearest One </u>-</p><p>I thought I would write you a few lines as I am going to Morganton this evening and perhaps will not get back until Tuesday next. I would so much like to have you go with me but I suppose you would not like to go so far alone with me; as you are so much afraid of people talking about you going trips with me alone; and as we would be gone three or four days. But I <u>certainly</u> would like to have you go with me as I shall not enjoy the trip without your company.</p><p>I hope you will enjoy yourself Sunday if I am so far away from you.</p><p>It is like pulling eye teeth to me to be absent from you <u>just one</u> Sunday if I am with you <u>so much</u> during the week.</p><p>I don't wish you any harm but I do wish it would go as hard with you to spend one Sunday without being with me. as it <u>dose</u> sic go hard with me; In other words I wish you <u>loved</u> me as I do you and then you would take it very hard to spend one Sunday without being with me.</p><p>You may think you do love me as much or more than I do you but I think you are mistaken though it may be so but I think it hardly possible. If I should not get back Tuesday I will write you and let you know about it … W. H.W."</p><p>"Asheville N.C. January 3d 1884</p><p><u>Loved One</u>:-</p><p>May I ask you to neither get offended nor vexed at the insanity shown in my frequent letters. I have a <u>reason</u> for writing <u>this</u> one as well as for <u>all </u>I have written you.</p><p>The object of this letter is to tell you my dream of last night. It was about you of course; and as all of my daily thoughts are of you so are my dreams. I will just state the particulars of the dream for if I should try to teel it all it would take a great deal of paper and sometime to tell it …</p><p>First; I thought you came to see me purposely to explain to me for the way you had treated me while I was sick; I thought you explained everything satisfactory; but I told you that in all our court-ship I never had been led to believe you truly loved me I doubted your sincerity; I thought you then looked me in the face tears came into your eyes rolled down your sweet cheeks and that you throwed your arms around my neck kissed me and said: "God being my judge I love you truly and I am yours until death shall part us; love me else I die."</p><p>O! darling; though it was a dream you cannot imagine the inexpressible ease of mind and of heart there was when in that dream I saw the tears gushing from your eyes something I never saw since I have known you and when I thought you whispered in my ear "I love thee truly; love me else I die. O Dear; I can see your lovely form in my imagination before me now just as I saw you in the dream. The sadest thing of the dream is it has added greatly to my misery and suffering; The dream was to me: "Misery of Hell changed to the Happiness of Heaven" When I woke and found it all a dream the happiness of the moment vanished.</p><p>O if I could only be convinced in reality that you loved me in truth as strongly as I was in the dream then I would be more satisfied than I am.</p><p>I am always saying that I am rendered so unhappy by my unbelief of your love. You say you love me and I believe you do but what I am crying about is you do not love me as I do you; your love affections for me is not strong enough. I have no doubt but what you think you could not love me more; you have said so any way; I think you are just mistaken. You know people sometimes are mistaken in some things. I hope I am in thinking that you do not love me as you ought to.</p><p>Dear! It has been nearly a long week since I saw you you think if I care any thing at all for you I would come to see you at any time I want to without an invitation that is a mistake I have two or three reasons for demanding an invitation; I have already given you my reasons for not "calling" in so long a time – you are going to school; you say you have to study your lessons; how do I know whether you have any time apart from your books I am not much to impose on any one if I know it and especially on the one I love.</p><p>Darling we have been engaged for some time and there should not be any doubts in either of us of our love and sincerity if we ever expect to march up to the matrimonial altar together. … Wm. H. W."</p><p>"Asheville N. C. February 29th 1884</p><p>Miss Pink Dear:</p><p>I am not dead but liveth and don't expect to die while I see others living. I imagine I see you to night mourning and weeping because I am not by your side; Then again I imagine I see you sitting around the fireside in the family room or upstairs singing songs of praises enjoying yourself just as well or better than if I were with thee. You asked me the other night "if I would come again Friday night" and I answered "I would"; this is Friday night and I have just returned from your house did not get disappointed seeing you but I imagine you are ready to dispute me when I say I have seen you tonight nevertheless it is so I did not get disappointed in seeing you I saw you at a short distance in a lighted room in the second story of a house' now the reason why I had the great pleasure of seeing you and you not me was there was no light in the window for me.</p><p>You remember I have said to you that when you were expecting me at any rate when I thought you were if there should be no light in the window for me if when I get in sight of your house and do not see a light in the south window I then suppose you are either not expecting me or you don't care whether I come or not it always makes me feel as if my presents are not desirous on your part: can you blame me I guess you do but Oh Dear do not if you please. You know my nature very well and instead of blaming me for my faults you should try to improve them that is if you truly love me and expect to some day be joined in matrimony with me. You of course did not expect me to night or you would have had a "light in the window" or you did not want me; you know it is very hard for me to think you don't enjoy my company but still I am forced to think some thing what do you suppose it is It is this I have been going to see you too often; staying too long when I do go; nearly every time I have been at your house at night you have at a very late hour begged me to go home as you are not allowed to stay up very late bed time.</p><p>I hope you will excuse one who loves you dearly and I will try to do better in the future. I cannot blame you for telling me your bed time I cannot blame you for asking me to go home when I am imposing on you when you are wanting to close your eyes in sleep. Why I did not come tonight was I did not think you were expecting me; and I do not want to go any where not being expected; though I can not see why you did not expect me … Wm. H. Westall …"</p><p>"Asheville N.C. March 26th 1884</p><p>Dear Pink</p><p>I feel tonight as if I could write you a long letter and it is my duty to do so yet I can not write very much <u>not in the right mood</u>.</p><p>I feel very mean for acting as I did last night <u>being so provoking</u> as I was you said you hoped I would not always be so I hope so too and I promis you <u>now</u> that I will never do anything in the future which would cause you any unpleasant feelings.</p><p>I fear you are feeling badly over the way I acted and treated you last night so I write these few lines to let you know that I have repented making a resolution to <u>never</u> do so again; never to do say or act in any way which would not please you.</p><p>I know I am a perfect fool some times and you must not get any ways offended at me I would feel a great deal better to night if I thought everything was right.</p><p>Some day I hope you will understand me <u>to know my heart</u> then I know you will love me as I do you. Fearing that I left you last night feeling very unpleasant I make the promis never to do so again knowing that I am a sinful wretch I will close. … W. H. Westall …"</p><p>"Grafton N.M. 6/7 1884</p><p>Miss Justice</p><p>… As you say fishing and hunting are very pleasant but I prefer to take mine with out the broken arm… If you could have seen me coming into town. I fear you would not have felt proud of your correspondent. I had a young deer tied behind my saddle and two big turkeys in front of me my clothing was considerably the worse for acquaintance with rocks and bushes blood and deer hair. A very dusty face covered with a months growth of beard was shaded by a wide slouch hat. I carried a ten pound repeating rifle large six shooters and butcher knife and wore two cartridge belts one for the rifle the other for the revolvers. In fact I presented so disreputable an appearance that when I caught the first glimpse of myself in a mirror I instinctively reached for my revolver to defend myself.</p><p>We planted our first man in Grafton today a cowboy who undertook to <u>lay out</u> one of our Grafton boys who is only about 20 years old and got left. The fight occurred in a horse corral after dark so the shooting was all guess work both emptied their six shooters one bullet grazed Charlie's temple and another passed through his shirt burning the skin a little. Mr. Cowboy got two through the body and one horse was killed. The fellow said before he died that Charlie was a "<u>good one</u>" and not at all to blame. Charlie has not been arrested and I don't suppose he will be he is known to be quiet and peaceable while the other fellow styled himself a <u>bad man</u> from Texas and refused to give his name even after he knew he was dying. The men he was with called him <u>yaller</u> because he had very light hair and rode a yellow horse. They went off and left him for the boys in town to care for and when told he was dead sent back word to bury him in a blanket. We buried him without ceremony in a rough pine box but I suppose he will sleep as soundly as if laid in a silver mounted casket and a two hours sermon preached over him he was well cared for while he lived but Charlie who followed him to the grave wore the only solemn face I saw there… Jas B. Taylor"</p><p>Asheville N.C. Sept. 27 1884</p><p>"Miss Pink</p><p>I am compelled to go this evening to the city of Hickory N.C. will start in about an hour; Will return next Monday or Tuesday Very sorry to go and be absent from you even so short a time. Would be glad to have you go with me but circumstances won't allow it this time. Please don't forget me until I return and thine shall be the prases world without end. William Harrison W"</p><p>Asheville N.C. March 18th 1885</p><p>Miss Pink Justice Dear Friend</p><p>Your long looked for letter just to hand; I had just about come to the conclusion that you did not care enough to write to me I have been <u>weeping</u> <u>wailing</u> and <u>pawing</u> the earth since you left after hearing what I have of your departure from the Asheville Depot; I have been made to understand that you caught a <u>beau</u> the morning you left A – and that your <u>beau</u> laughed at you being so badly struck with him. The beau was a Mr. Tom Ray whom you met at the Depot introduced to you by your brother It was said that before the train left Mr. Ray had forgotten your name and spoke of you as "<u>that fast girl</u>" he told a friend of his that you had told your brother to ask him to sit with you in the train to Parrottsville said you was badly <u>mashed</u>; I think if all this is so you were badly <u>mashed</u>; it seems very strange that as soon as you get out of my eyesight you will act in any such manner. I can hardly believe this; still at some times I cannot help from thinking but what it must be so I am feeling very badly over it still I am not going to die and you must not think so I am compelled to believe you love me a little if you give me entirely up. I am both sorry and glad that you are not contented with your new home and if you want to come back I will come after you ar any time you will meet me at Parrottsville; could I come down some Sunday leaving Asheville Sunday morning and come backwith you in the evening the same day if so I would rather do that than visiting your Aunts as it is so far from the Depot If I could go and return the same day it would be much better then I would not loose any time please let me know how it is; I will be so glad to see you back in Asheville once again if you don't think so very much of me I have not been contented at any time since you left I walked all over Asheville Sunday had no where to go no place to lay my head I was a miserable boy; I would not spend another such Sunday for the whole world. I wish you could love me so that you would be perfectly contented with me so that you would be perfectly contented with me so that you would never think of traying to catch another beau it seems as though you wanted to travel the world over to see if you could find some one who is better handsomer and more of a "big bug" than I it may be when you travel over the world more you will come to the conclusion that I am about as good a boy as you could ever find. I have become a little wreckless since you left me still I will never cease to love you it matters not where you go or how long you stay. Suppose I should go away for my health to be gone six months and should ask a young lady to sit with me in the train and make her think I was badly mashed on her how would you like it I don't get guess you would like it very much so it is with me but I can't help myself; I have had two teeth filled and I still love you. … Wm. H. Westall …"</p><p>"Asheville N.C. March 26th 1885</p><p>Miss Pink Justice My Dearest One</p><p>Yours just to hand conveying to me the sad and shiking sic fact that you had not as yet received a line from me since you left Asheville. Dear after waiting a long weary and toilsome week I received a long and interesting letter from you which I answered by return mail. I have now been looking for an answer and instead I get a letter giving me a raking for not writing to you… I cannot blame you for feeling sad and lonesome if you think very much of me but I am surprised at you not coming home if you are so lonesome and sad.</p><p>I wrote you in my other letter that if you were not pleased and home sick and wished to return home I would come after you anytime. It hurts me to think you are not enjoying yourself… I will not advise you to come home if you don't want to; as badly as I want to see you for if you could gain your health as you once had it it would be the best thing you could do and you and I would be the more happier. If the place is such as you describe I don't think you will improve very much … William H. Westall"</p><p>"Asheville N.C. April 3d 1885</p><p>Dear Pink</p><p>Yours just to hand and I cannot tell you how very glad I am to hear from you after waiting so long for a letter I had just about come to the conclusion that you had met with someone who you could think more of than I and had given up the idea of writing again.</p><p>I was very much surprised at you putting off coming home so long; as you seemed to be so anxious and home sick; I expected that you would write me to come at once for you instead of putting it off three long weeks but I suppose you are very well contented now; judging from the way you write; you say for me not to tell your people about you coming home that they don't want you to come; and that you are not pleasing them now that it is I that you are trying to please; well; I am very glad to hear you say that; but I have one thing to say it is this; If you are contented in Tenn and you think by you staying there is summer it will be the meanes of you regaining your health I would advise you to stay Don't come back to A – just to please me I would rather you would stay if it is your pleasure to do so and you get well by so doing still I will be glad when you by so doing; still I will be glad when you are in A again where I can see you when ever I want to you did not say whether or not you were or not you were getting better; I suppose you are or you would have been complaining. I don't want you to come back and then say it was I that brought you otherwise you would have remained in Tenn and improved your health. If you think it best for you to stay I would advise you to stay. I have stood your absence one long month and have to stand it three week longer …</p><p>I have gotten so I can view every thing in a reasonable manner and I don't my feelings to cause me to advise you any other way than what would be best for you. … It occurred to me that I would not like to spend any time in Tenn if it is such a lonesome place as you say it is; therefore I thought when you got ready to come home. I would arrange it so that I could start on the train here in the morning and return with you in the afternoon the same day getting to Asheville at sun down; so I selected Sunday for the day so it would not interfere with my business. I suppose I can go to Bridge Port and back in the same day making the connections with trains you know more about that than I as you have gone over it.</p><p>You seem to think that I surely have by this time caught another sweet heart … it seems to me if you cared very much for me and thought I would likely get another sweet heart after you left A you would not have gone and after having gone it seems to me as though you would not put off coming home but would take up the cross and come at once. … W. H. W."</p><p>"Asheville N.C. July 21st 1885</p><p>Miss Pink Justice Dear Friend</p><p>I have just returned home from the Div. room and read your letter of inquiry. I am surprised at you not knowing why I have not been down.</p><p>As you know last Wednesday night when I was at your house your Mother ordered you to bed at half past nine o'clock which was only to let me understand that I was not welcome there; <u>so where I am not welcome I shall not go</u>.</p><p>I suppose your mother is mad with me on account of me telling what I did about your uncle; If I should have<u> made</u> and told what I did and could not prove it there would be some reason in her getting mad but all of what I told came from a <u>true source</u> and can be proved besides other smutty things.</p><p>If your Mother or any one else gets mad with me for telling what I have told will just have to get mad I can not help it and I don't care while I can not blame you with anything I can and will say that I have been at your present home for the last time unless it be under circumstances which I don't expect to look for now.</p><p>I am grieved to think of how things terminated and am very sorry but it can not be helped now.</p><p>I would be very glad to see you and have a long talk with you but if I can not see you without coming to your present home I will never see you; while now tears flow down my cheeks I have made up my mind not to place my self in a position where I would likely be insulted.</p><p>I can not find fault with you you can not help your surroundings or responsible for what your kind people do I once enjoyed life but I can not say that I do now for about two months I have not been satisfied with things in general there will have to be a great change.</p><p>If you can not meet me somewhere else than at your present home I don't know when you will get to see me surrounding circumstances are such.</p><p>I heard of your thinking of going off and am glad you did not go; There are a great many things I want to ask you but I will wait until I see you … Wm. H. W. …"</p><p>"Asheville N.C. November 18th 1885</p><p>Miss Pink Dearest One</p><p>I write you a few lines to night but have nothing strange or special to say only that I am feeling so blue and lonesome that I can not content myself anywhere or at anything. I have tried to read but am so blue I can not interest myself reading any thing; so I concluded I would spend a few minutes writing you a short letter.</p><p>You have of late several times complained of me not writing "good" letters as I once did. <u>Now</u>: if I could always feel as I do to night when writing to you you never again would complain of me not writing you "good" letters for if I should be lost to final words with which to do it. If I were now by your side I could show you better than I could tell you any way.</p><p>I have been as you know very unsettled in my mind and feelings for some little time but to night I feel as though "<u>all is well</u>" and settled as <u>far as I know or am concerned</u>.</p><p>For the last year we have had troubles and differences of many kinds: my hopes tonight are that all <u>such</u> is past and gone to come no more and for the future I hope that our troubles if any will be "<u>little ones</u>"</p><p>It has not been very long ago since when troubled I looked forward and hoped for the day to arrive when I would have forgotten you: when all feelings of love would have gone and vanquished my troubled and unsettled mind <u>but O now</u> <u>what a wide difference what a almost sudden change has come</u> I now look forward to the day when we will be happy with each other I hope you and I will never again do anything or act so as to offend the other.</p><p>I wish I could have seen you to night I would not be feeling so <u>blue</u> I am going the "<u>appointed time sure</u>" sure <u>Friday night</u> look for me and try to be glad to see the one you <u>so much</u> -------- </p><p>Don't <u>mourn</u> or <u>grieve</u> but be <u>merry over all things smile brightly</u> smile on me as you never did before and the praises shall be yours forever.</p><p>I would write more but for the lack of time will have to close <u>excuse pencil writing</u> and believe me I beg you to be the same <u>True Will</u>"</p><p>'Asheville N.C. January 15th 1886</p><p>Darling Pink</p><p>In obedience to your command and my desire I write you a few lines. While I write the south wind is<u> hissing</u> and <u>howling furiously</u> and threatening stormy weather; I am afraid we will have very disagreeable weather for quite a while yet. I will not be very surprised to see a deep snow on the ground tomorrow morning when I awake from my slumbering.</p><p>I had quite a nice time last evening at the party I enjoyed myself as much as I could have<u> you not being there with me</u>. I am very sorry circumstances were such that you could not go for I am sure you too would have had a good time. If you did miss this time you shall not miss all we will have a "<u>good time</u>" "one of these days" if nothing happens and you don't lose all hopes and confidence in me. While we have had so many "<u>ups</u>" and "<u>downs</u>" I can not help but think that things will be adjusted some day soon and all then will be peace and happiness <u>I hope so any way.</u></p><p>While I know you are talked to by your parents about me which tends to make you mistrust me and after <u>so long a time</u> try to separate us I can not help but think it will take more than <u>human influence</u> to part us Those who have tried to separate us <u>shall repent</u>. I can not help but believe you have a feeling t''ward me that will <u>never never die</u>. Our <u>court-ship</u> has been quite a long one. We have had a hard time we have a great many times come near unto separating but now I don't believe there is anything that will separate us but death.</p><p>The best we make of this life it is a hard one let us try and do better in the future – trying to make each other more happier and then we will be as inseparable as the <u>Trinity</u>. I will not get to see you before Sunday after noon at which time I am going to see you if I am run out of Doubleday Town … W. H. Westall"</p><p>'Asheville N.C. January 26th 1886</p><p>Darling Pink</p><p>… I am nearly <u>dead</u> to see you and it is nearly death to me to wait until Sunday next before seeing you again. One week from you seems as a year to me. I heard that one of your old <u>sweet-hearts"</u> has been down to see you but hope there is no truth in the report still I can not help being a little uneasy.</p><p>Can't you come up town one evening this week so that I may get one "<u>peep</u>" at you before Sunday</p><p>Do come and come around to see me I will be <u>more</u> than glad to see you. Dear Do try and make me think that you Love me; if you do don't be afraid to let people know it. Don't you think I am crazy If you do you are not much mistaken. I am so busy this evening and so tired that I can not think of any thing to write. … W.H.W."</p><p>"Asheville N.C. Jan. 30th 1886</p><p>Dear Pink</p><p>Your letter received this morning was very glad to hear from you but very sorry to have you accuse me of Lieing sic you may get mad with me and abuse me in any way you can but to accuse me of "<u>bare face</u>" <u>Lieing</u> sic is a death blow to me; I would rather have you accuse me of anything else than <u>Lieing </u>sic I wrote you that I had heard that one of your old <u>Sweet-hearts</u> had been down to see you; I <u>did hear it</u> and I told you nothing else but the truth when I told you about but had I known that you would "<u>give me the Lie</u>" about it I would not have mentioned it at all I don't believe I ever wrote you a letter without having something to quarrel about and should I live one hundred years I don't think it would be any better; you or I one always mad; <u>Hell on earth and Hell hereafter.</u> I would have come down last night but did not get your letter until this morning. I am feeling very badly this morning but can not help iyt. I will go down tomorrow after non and we will fight it out satisfactory no doubt.</p><p>I did not go to see Rush last night or any one else I am not "bad off" enough to go to see any one. Your abused Darling W.H.W."</p>
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