de LONG – ZANDE PAPERS: Series I – Folder 19. Letters to her family. January-Summer 1910.

Folder 19.  Letters to her family.  January-Summer 1910.    22 items. 

“Just a word to my dearest Mother, so she won’t have to wait till Helen comes home…”

“Dearest Mother & Helen, I did not get Helen’s letter until just three o’clock…”

Monday afternoon.  “My dear, dear Papa, I have just read Helen’s letter, and heard how badly you are hurt,—and I’d give anything to be able to know how you are, today.”

Two o’clock of Thursday afternoon.  “Ethel in the sitting-room, where she has just finished giving a test to two boys who failed to ‘get through,’ and who had the privilege of…”

Sunday Afternoon.  “Dearest Mother, It is something of a comfort to me to send you…”

“Dearest Mother mine, It’s quarter of five, of a lovely Sunday afternoon, in February.”

Tuesday Morning.  “Dearest, dearest little lady—Mabel is washing the breakfast dishes…”

“My dearest Mother—Everytime I get a letter from you, I do so much want to see you…”

Sunday.  “My dearest Mother, It is a cold, wintry, gray-blue day outside, but as warm and snug within as one could wish!”

“Dearest Mother—it is so long since I have heard from you that I can only conclude…”

Tuesday evening. “Dearest Mother, I do feel heavy hearted as I think over your hard last week and the still unsolved problems.”

Saturday Noon.  “I am just going down to the library, past the post office, dearest Mother..”

Easter Evening.  “To my dearest Mother—greeting!  It has added a great deal to my happiness this day to think that you had dinner with Mrs. Lane and the Warrens…”

Thurs. Evg.  “Dearest of dear ladies—Well, you see I couldn’t get in the extra letter…”

“Dearest Mother, Your letter I found when I came home from school…”

Thursday  Morning  Evening.  “Dearest Mother and Helen, Miss Sheridan is reading Mabel’s palm, and refusing to go home!”

“Dearest lady—No, you’re not the Amazon of the family!”

“Dearest Mother and Helen, I hesitate to begin—because I can’t possibly answer your letters in detail tonight!”

Sunday Afternoon.  “You see, dear lady, that I have the habit now, of talking…”

Sunday Afternoon.  “Dearest Mother and Helen, Well, what a change has come over the face of things since I wrote you, a week ago!”

“Dearest Mother, How sorry I was to hear that Mother has been having the old gastric trouble!”

“Dearest Mother—It is a summer Sunday morning—very beautiful because many showers have made the grass and shrubs and flowering bushes luxuriant…”