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Lydia Giddings Holmes
Kansas City, Missouri Dear Aunt Augusta, I received John’s letter Saturday evening and have felt so bad I could not write. And now what can I say? What can any one say that will be the least bit of comfort? I asked our family physician yesterday about it and he said that if there were no blood vessels broken, he thought probably the attack would not last long. I do hope that it will be short. I should be very glad for his sake if they could have seen him. We have bought six acres of ground mostly in orchard just joining Kansas City on the east, and I am trying to have the boys garden a little. Mr. Holmes stays in town from Monday till Saturday while we are using both of the horses as it takes so much time to go back and forth. I have been very sick since we moved. I had a miscarriage – twin boys too. Was that not too bad? The afterbirth was fast and I came very near dying. I suppose if the doctor had been fifteen minutes later, I could not possibly have recovered. As it was, I looked over and saw the river very near. Can you not come down and see me? I would try my best to make it pleasant for you. My heart aches when I think of you and Uncle [James]. I will write to the girls in a few days. I shall feel very anxious to hear hoe Uncle [James] is. Will you let me know? I fear he will not last long unless he recovers. Our address now is Post Office Box 1207, but our residence is East Eighteenth – just beyond the city limits. I was very sorry to miss seeing [your son] Johnnie. He must come again and let me know so as to meet him at the depot. We are about three miles from the depot. Love to [your other children] Willie and Mami [Mary]. I shall write to Johnnie as soon as I can. Your affectionate niece, |
