August 1st, 1893
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Chicago, August 1, 1893
My Dear Frank : No doubt you will be surprised to receive a letter written in this way, but I am not dictating it to a pretty typewriter, but am laborously picking out the letters on an apology for a typewriter, which the boss bought today, and I presume am making a botch of it, will see when I get through. It is now 9pm and I am down at the office, having been slaving on the Reliance books, preparatory to getting out the quarterly statement now due. I think I will drop the Secretaryship soon as I can afford it. Possibly soon as you get back as I feel now that I will spend all my spare time in making love to you to make up for this terribly long separation. There, I have had enough of typewriter for once. It is now 9:30 o'clock, as you see it took 1/2 hour to evolve(?) the above beautiful specimen of work. I am getting a little bit put out, only 2 letters in 3 weeks is rather a poor average for you, and I miss you all so much and want the small comfort of hearing from you anyway. Am getting along all right, feeling well, getting enough to eat, sleeping well, etc, but am a little restless, like a fish out of water without you all. A letter came from Mabel today. They |
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are having a good time, riding horses, etc, though Mable complains of Aunt Nelly, who is making her attend strictly to the business of recovering her health. Makes her drink an egg nog before breakfast, eat good plain food and insists on her dressing warmly and wearing the necessary wraps, etc. Of course we are glad that this is so, and Miss Mable is likely to be benefited by the trip.
There is no particular news that I think of. Everybody is blue regarding business outlook, failures all about us and firms that we have looked on as being good as our own. There is not much work and poor collections, etc. Believe I told you about this before. If so there is no change for the better, and no immediate prospect for any. Father has had a sick spell for past few days. Have tried to get him to go to Dr. Dewey, but without success. Tell the boys there is a crop of oats and corn in the back yard to take care of when they come back. Have a ride with Daniel every few evenings. He acts up sometimes. Well, it is time I started for home. Good night. I will try the typewriter on you Yours truly, again in day or two. RJ Mason |