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After 5 days, return to JOS. T. MOORE, SANDY SPRING, MD.
SANDY SPRING AUG 22 2 PM 1900 MD.
Milton Bancroft Esq. 30 East 14th St.; New York City. N. Y.
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Norwood, Aug. 22nd, 1900. My dearie, Two letters yesterday made me as gay as a Fall cricket - but really when Turner brought the mail yesterday morning my heart beat so violently that I felt as if it would burst all bounds, for if there had been no letter from thee I could not have helped feeling very anxious. But there was one, and such a dear one that my heart has been singing for very joy ever since. I am glad Thee saw Father thought he would drop in at the Studio though he assured me he would not when he left here he is a dear man if ever there was one. Thee would have been amused at a speech Stella made lately. She and Clara were sitting in the swing talking when suddenly the latter remarked "What a big house this is, light windows expensive ones, and hers Thee found the Baedeker for Mrs. Moore. if funds are too low pay no attention to any of my requests. All love Margie
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across the front." "yes," said Stella, "it is a big house, and it is a good thing Grandfather has plenty for I don't know what we would do without him as regards money affairs." This said in her queer, earnest, old fashioned way. I must tell Father when he comes back - it will amuse him. Cousin Kate Baker sent such a pretty dainty sack for the boy - every one has been so kind and thoughtful of him, and I do appreciate it deeply. Callo is helping me line a baby basket - Grandmother Leggett's old stocking basket, and latterly Jean's play basket is being pressed into the service - I have spent exactly six cents on materials I am using up what I had - it is remarkable how much one can do by making use of the piece box. I love to make and do the very best I can with what I have in hand - so much for my French training. I don't understand they not getting letters from me, for I wrote
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very often last week - perhaps Turner did not take them to Mr. Palmer, but I hardly think he would dare suppress a letter.
It has been raining here for two days The parched earth has taken on a beautiful luscious brown color, and the cabbages stand out from it like jewels. I think cabbages are remarkably beautiful in their growth and color. I have finished "The Life of Jesus Christ" - did it ever occur to Thee in reading the bible that there was a warm human love between Christ and Mary, the Sister of Lazarus?
Mrs. Ward leaves that impression strongly in my mind without really saying or even intimating that such was the case. The book is worthy of very careful reading & has given me an understanding and sympathy with Christ that the mere reading of the Testament never did.
I have a nice letter from Sister which I enclose - she says nothing about the
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the children quarreling so perhaps it is not so bad - I have felt from her letters though that they did not get on very well. I intended telling thee that I saw some work by Mr. Bruestle in "Harper's Weekly", but forgot it - glad thee met him.
I do hope thee can go to the Catskills - a little mountain air will do the good - thee has has no real change this Summer. Is it not fine that the boy is doing so well. I can picture him playing in the boat with the broken oar. He will swim before many years have passed over his head. Ethel has just made the encouraging remark that she thinks it is "getting ready to be awful warm agin". I have heard Fall sounds, and the meadow is a glory of golden rod and iron wood. Take care of thy health, and if heat comes again keep out of the Sun. I am always worrying for fear thee will get heat prostration. Will thee get me a pair of side combs - not