August 24th, 1893
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Don't fail to get here by Sunday or Monday. Write or telegraph and will meet you.
August 24, 1893 Mrs. Frances Hurd Mason Dearest Wife: This you say is the seventh anniversary of our happy wedding day, To tell you the truth I should not have remembered it, as dates do not seem to fix themselves in my mind, but am very glad to be reminded of it, as it has awakened a very pleasant train of thoughts and I have been trying to remember all the incidents, thoughts and feelings leading up to that momentous and happy day in which we were joined together until death do us part, and to think and realize what a quietly smooth and happy seven years they have been. It would be death to part now, I believe, as I cannot now realize that life would be worth living without you. You cannot realize how I have missed you every minute of this long, tedious |
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separation and how I long to hug you up close and possibly appreciate you all the more from a realizing sense that you have become necessary to a full enjoyment of life, and that home is my world and all the Garden of Eden I want, but we will postpone our wedding anniversary until you return and try and arrange for a day we can spend all alone with ourselves. Shall expect you Sunday or Monday sure, am not coming this year and I want you, so you will please hurry home to me.
This is Illinois Day at Fair, and is being generally observed as a holiday. We are not running and neither are any of our neighbors. In fact, all the factories want now is an excuse and they close down to save expenses. Do not see that times are looking any better. Am down at the office, it is now 5 minutes of noon and am going up to Ada St to dinner. Have no plan for this afternoon. Have hardly been to Fair since you left. Am waiting for you. We can go often when you come and enjoy it together. Do not think Annie is coming back. Thought of you yesterday as at Niagra, one of the seven wonders of the world. Am glad you decided to go. You can tell me about it. Think up the grand words to fit it so that I can realize it. My cold hangs on, have cough and tickle in throat, tonsils swelled, etc. Your lonesome and waiting husband, Robert |