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dc.creatorMcQuigg, Jesse Y., 1843-1933
dc.date.accessioned2020-11-24T18:13:47Z
dc.date.available2020-11-24T18:13:47Z
dc.date.issued1869-03-08
dc.identifier.urihttps://repository.tcu.edu/handle/116099117/42717
dc.descriptionschool, personal, and church update
dc.format.medium8x10 paper
dc.relationClark Family Letters
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dc.sourceBox 2, Folder 8, Item 2
dc.subjectClark, Sally McQuigg (Mrs. Addison)
dc.subjectMcQuigg, Jesse
dc.titleLetter to Sallie Clark
dc.typeDocument
dc.description.transcriptionBonham Texas March 8, 1869 Dearest Sister, The school bell has rung and I see the scholars plodding in through the mud, but I cannot go this morning having had the sick headache, now for two days and nights but it was not so bad till yesterday. Last night was a long and dreary night to me, but my head is now easy. I just heard them singing and now they are engaged in prayer. Oh! ‘tis all that I can do to stay away, for I always feel as though I had lost something when I’m not present at the morning services, and truly I do. This leaves all well with the exception of cousin Fannie she has been very unwell for the last week or I should have said the past three or four days, has the chills, been in bed for two days. I know she has a hard time, sick among those girls. I had rather be in a hog pen and let them tear me up at once. School is increasing a little, though there is quite a difference in the scholars, mostly small. If Uncle Charley was not there it would seem like a different school. We have but little news in B. Court has adjourned and the last I heard of Old Harden – he and his escort were Six miles out in the McKinney road. The old judge I presume has gone to a section more dear, to old Mrs. Hurt I presume. He adjourned Court without giving any notice to the lawyers, and so they were left in a pretty bad fix, tolerable expensive but to them I presume, as there was but one or two cases tried, sent one negro to the penitentiary. Enough of this. We had a very interesting Sunday School yesterday morning, we have an addition occasionally, and I don’t think any have left us. Had prayer meeting Fryday night, tolerable good turn out though not so good as there should have been no meeting yesterday evening on account of the rain. I must stop as it is time for my Arithmetic class to recite, and I must try and attend to it. ‘Tis misting rain and has been all morning. I have returned from hearing my class. I can see that they have improved considerably the progress that they have made heretofore dont add much praise to Frank, for it does seem to me as though they ought to know more, as some of them Gracie for instance, have been in the Arithmetic now 15 months and can scarcely work an example in compound numbers. I have had three letters since I wrote last, from Cousin Nellie, Brother Abner and Uncle Simon, all friends were well. I send you the letter from brother. Uncle Simon writes no news; he and his wife and a nephew compose his family, his two sons both being dead and all his daughters, 3, married. One of his sons was an Episcopal preacher died on his way to his 2 circuit. He Uncle Simon was very glad to receive my letter, sent love to you. Uncle Jesse Mc. family were all well. No letters from brothers Robert and Kingston, do not know the cause, I fear they did not receive our last letters. Uncle John is still alive so cousin Nellie wrote, and says he is going to answer the letters according to their time s we will get one after awhile. Sister I am lonely still – feel and know like I was lost and know that others think I look that way. I miss you morning, noon, night, yes all the time. This old room is my favorite retreat, here there is some enjoyment when busily engaged in some of my duties, seldom go to town once in two weeks. Don’t go any where, have been to Mrs_C.’s twice and Mr. S’s about the same number of times since you left. Bonham has lost many of its ties and those most dear, that bind me to it, but still I have many friends here, who seem deeply interested in my well fare. Sister the thought comes to mind so I write, where would I have been now had it not been for you, echo answer where, in a distant clime, perhaps among strangers, engaged in I know not what. I expect I would have found a home among those, who treated me so kindly in the hours of affliction, oh! They are still dear to me, and will always have my prayers ever will the inmates of my Ala. homes find a place in my memory, false would I be if I were to forget them. Sister it seems now since you are gone, that I never treated you as a brother should have, was too distant, but Sister my seemingly indiferance on some occasions, was not because I was angry with you, no far be such as that from me for I ever loved you such was caused by pangs that would rend my breast the cause of which none know save Him who knows all things, how in Him I found a balm to soothe my sorrows, and as none know them I will now let them remain forever tombed amid the depths of the past. Enough of this. I have given you all the news I believe, no there is yet the sadest to come, anther one has fallen asleep by the way, tis your dear friend Lucy Weaver her death is published in the Leader, do not know the date, I will clip the notice of her death from the paper if some of them have not already done so, and send it. I leave this now, will finish tonight or tomorrow. Forwarded “The Gospel Preacher” to Adison yesterday also ordered the news, have not seen the editor, but will this week, so no more at present. Jesse - Thursday evening, 11, in consequence of the almost incessant rain from Sunday evening. Wednesday morning, we have had no mails, so I have no finished my letter. Fannie is about well again. We were very much surprised to see Joseph Farrier, come in yesterday, left Mo. 50 last month, all were well no news, only the particulars in regards to Lucy W. death, she lay sick for sometime, but no on thought her dangers, so her death was rather unexpected to all, died of congestion. Mrs. Sil Weaver likes her little girl. Joe left this evening, for Paris, from there he will return to Mo. Came on business, do not know the nature of it. He is now a partner in the store in which he was clarking when we were there. He has money on the brain, and talk of nothing else, only as we would draw him out by questions. It has been said that the more a man has the more he wants and I think it is true: his case is very good proof of that, though that’s only one instance of many. He as you know is rich and is now striving for money, yes giving his whole time and thought to the various ways in which he will be able to accumulate the fatal coin around him. John B. went to P. with him to see Jeff again, good thing, as Sister is down in that region, he having taken her two weeks since, was to have gone after her Saturday, but in consequence of the rain he would not have gone, as the roads are impassable with a buggy. This ___ to you and Adison this time, and I have about exhausted my little store of news. No there is an other item yet Jordan Marries to night, woman at Mr. Dons. I was in the house when he came to ask Uncle C. he motioned for him to come out in the hall, though I could hear part of the conversation, such as – she is the best woman in town— I wants you to go down and fix it up. It was all that I could do to keep from laughing right out, but for Jordan’s sake I forbore till he was out of hearing. Sallie Frank loaned the Leader to Cousin B. so I did not get to clip that notice, but is not necessary as there was only an account of her death. Kindest regards to all, and love to you both May Heaven’s blessings be yours is the prayer of your brother. Jesse Mc


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