dc.description.transcription | Thorp Spring, Texas.Mar. 10, 1895.Dear Brother:Mr. C. Jones was here last week, from Sunday to Thursday. I gave a little reception in his honor on Tuesday evening. Did everything to make his visit pleasant –treated him too well for his “peace of heart.” But if I had been less kind and entertaining it would have hurt him. However seriousmay be the results –I willexert myself to entertain anyone who comes to see me. I treat my friends too well –they tell me-and perhaps they are right, but why should I not treat them as well as I can. It is a pleasure to me to do it. It is not that I want them to love me –not that. I never think of that when entertaining them. When with any one of my friends I know I canmake the time pass so pleasantly and quickly for him –and I take great pride and pleasurein doing it. I want them to enjoy being with me, and feel that they have gained something each time.I wish my friends would be satisfied with what I give them -my friendship.It is hard to be good friend whenthere is a feeling of more than friendshipon oneside. I’m worried and grieved -though I’ve nothing to censure myself for –about Mr. C.J. He does really and truly love me for what the thinks I am. And when such a man as he lovesit is genuine. He is so good, true, and noble any girl would be proud of his love –even of his friendship –and it seems any girl could return his love. But I don’t know whether or not I could –and even if I felt I could I would be afraid to commit myself lest I should be mistaken.And as I’m going away for a year –perhaps two, it would not be wise for me to give him or any one the least hope –would it?Brother, I’m fickle and-changeable –can’t help it -and when I go away next fall I must be perfectly free –no duty or obligation to any one in that time. –Don’tyou think so? It may be that I could love one of these friends better than any one –perhaps I do now –one doesn’t always know –how am I to know! They are all worthy of my love. As I wrote you I think more of Mr. F–than any of them–perhaps because the home folks don’t like him. And I’ve gone with him too much until he thinks too much of me. It is hard to always do just right –to know what is right. My first duty is to mama, isn’t it? If for any reason or no reason, she dislikes one of my friendsand doesn’t want me to go or talk with him then it is my duty to refrain from it –not drop the friend, but do as you say make no opportunity to talk to him.
Yes, it seemsto me now that along such a line my duty lies. I did not think so at first. And such would be my duty even if I dearly loved the friend, wouldn’t it? It is my duty to save mama from all the heart aches possible, and do nothing to grieve her –even though it be to sacrifice my own happiness. Am I right? But enough. Tell me what you thinkabout it all –especially the first part so I can think about it and have my mind fully made up as to what I should say to Mr. F.J. when he comes commencement -and Mr. C.J. will be here also.Had a letter from Blanche yesterday. She wants me to go to see her next summer. Wish I could. I told the home folks I was going to just before time for you to come home and have you come by there, but they said you had to come home first. She seems to be getting along well at Italy. The primary children gave me asilver nutcrackerfor a birthday present.The Y.W.C.A. Convention is in session here now, about fifteen delegates. Had an excellent meeting last evening. Continues until Monday evening, -we close with a banquet –or reception.One week from tomorrow evening our grand dramatic entertainment comes off. We are to play Hans Von Smash, KansasImmigrants, Spoopindikes Pig, alsohave club swinging, a recitation from Lena W –song by Patti Miller, and I will recite Zingarella.We are giving it for the benefit of our to be gymnasium. If you are here you and Mr. Easley can get up one occassionally [sic] next session.Carlie is “Sam” in Kansas Immigrants, and he acts his part well.Mr. Morrison and Flora have the Valedictory and Salutatory in class,-both Add-Rans.We have made out our society program–except recitations –we are “in the soup” there –have only one –Bess Howard –who recites well. They want meto and I don’t think I should and won’t do it. Pen is so miserable I can’t scribble more.Much loveYours-Sister. | |