| dc.description.transcription | Solitude Texas
June, 19, 1870.
Dear Sallie,
I ought to have written to you several days ago, but I have felt so little like writing of late days that it is almost a burden to me to think about it. But I feel this morning like it would be a great relief to me to pour my feelings all out to you. Sallie I do wish I could see you, and have a good talk instead of writing; for I am such a poor hand to write. I never can tell any thing as I want it told. I did not forget the secret Sallie I just did not have the heart to say any thing about it. It has caused me so much trouble I try to forget it, but I can’t, and I would not have any one but you and Addison to know it for anything. When I wrote to you in January, I intended to marry in April or May, but none of us know what tomorrow will bring, and why do we look two or three months ahead.
The man that I intended to marry (and that I may marry yet) is a Mr. West from Louisiana, a very nice man I think, but nearly every body and all their kindfolks [sic] is opposed to the match.
I don’t believe Pa will say much any way, but Ma hooted at the idea of it first, but I think she has concluded to let me make my own choice at last.
Mr. West has not the least idea that any of my people would have any objection to him. I have kept it all from him, which is wrong. I know, he thinks the contrariness [sic] is on my part, and has been almost mad with me several times, so the whole affair is on a “stand still” now, and there is no telling how it will end. Tell me what to do, Sallie, but put it on an extry [sic] piece of paper, I always read yours and Addison’s letters to Ma. Your letters are always welcomed with joy by all the family, and I am very often reproved for not answering them more promptly.
I have not been any where since I wrote to you except to Scyene. Pa and Rhoda has gone to preaching, it is baptise [sic] day at Scyene. I have not had a letter from Bonham for a long time, ___ has become Frank? do you know?
Sallie we have got a good garden and a nice Irish potato patch.
You must write word when you think you and Addison can come, so we can have every thing in readiness. I will be so glad to see you, you must come.
You and Addison must keep my secret for me and I will tell you more another time.
Pardon my letter in every respect, and write soon Ma and Bettie send their love. Give my love to Addison and kiss the baby for me. Goodbye Lovingly,
Fannie. | |
