Dear Hortie

Dear Hortie
Sample letter from Ora to Hortie, Dec 6 1880

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Ora visits Sister

For the Spring and Summer of 1880, Ora Jonhnson left her mother's home in Danville, Illinois to visit her sister, Hortie, in Girard, Kansas.

March 20, 1880

                            Tuscola Ills                           March the 20th, 1880

               Dear Hort & George:


      Your letter received and was glad to hear from you. Hort I know how to sympathise with you if you are lonely and homesick for I get the blues so bad some times I don’t know what to do. I often wish I was back in Danville. Sam is in the Yards at Bement, he was home last Sunday.


      Pa is not doing anything yet. I hope you have heard from home before this. George, Ma says take some cream tartar put in water and drink, she says it will help your cough. I thought we were going to have spring last week but today doesn’t look much like it, the ground is covered with snow and the wind is blowing. When do you think you will ever come to see us? I don’t suppose that Ma or I will ever get to Kansas as much as we would like to go. There is no news to write so will close, give Will and Sadie my love. Write soon if but a few lines. Ma sends love to all and says kiss the children for her.

                                                                                            Write soon from your
                                                                                                           Sister
                                                                                                                      Laura

Saturday, April 17, 2010

June 15, 1879

                                                                         Home Sunday     June 15 1879

Dear Horty



I sit down this afternoon to write you a few lines. It is quite an effort for me to write any more, I put it off so much. Both Bart and Annie are sick this summer, but Richard wrote us to say that his health is good, which is a relief to me. Annie is so sick that she is not able some times to do her work, she feels so discouraged with herself.


We have a very big cow now, it takes all the men to milk her, she is so wild. Your heifer is so gentle, Bart milks her. We get so much milk, we have the part of the kitchen that was over the well boarded up for a milk house. Ora and me have a good deal to do. It takes up so much of my time tending to the chickens we have so many I will send George some this fall.


Your Father talks of going some where this summer but has not yet decided where. We miss the children so much, I was so lonesome when you left. We will send your carpet this week I will send you the hall carpet if you can use it for a bedroom. Tell Julia to come and stay with us a while. Bart talks about her so much. Eddie is such a good boy I do not know how we would do with out him. I believe I have written all I can think of at this time. I hope Ora is better I think as soon as she walks she will not be so much trouble.
                                                                                              Good bye from your
                                                                               Mother


Horty here is one dollar did you get the other dollar I sent you? Mrs. Collins has not paid yet, when she does I will send it.

Ora is Born

Hortie's daughter, Ora Lydia, was born on August 16th, 1878, in Girard, Kansas.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

February 18, 1877

                                                                                   Danville, Feb the 18, 1877

Dear Horty


I sit down this afternoon to write you a few lines as there is no one at home to write for me I will have to do my own writing. Ora went up to Indianapolis on the 8th and Annie went out the next day and I have been alone ever since. I have never been well since you started away. You remember it was snowing when you left? I walked to the depot without any over shoes and exposed myself. I have hardly seen a well day since. I am taking medicine now for my cough but it does not seem to relieve me very much.


Eddie and Bart go every day to school. Eddie improves very fast. Richard and Annie are still in the country, yet they both are very tired. Pa is very well and has rented the land all out except what Richard and another hand will tend.


Aunt Mary’s folks are not much more sociable then when you were there, they are so jealous of us and get mad at everything. I have not been there since you left.


Horty I don’t think Mrs. Coe’s chickens are good enough to send you a pair of them. We are going to send a pair as soon as Pa can find a pair to suit. Have you gotten Julia a dress yet, let us know. Ora says for you to wait a little and we will send a box of clothes for her.


I was over to George’s mother’s one evening last week, it was the first time I’d seen her since you went away. Lool does not go to school anymore. I suppose you have heard that Sam is married, he was not free very long, his birthday was on the 10th and he was married on the 15th. He is boarding at the Centennial, they are going to Iowa on a Bridal Trip, starts on Tuesday.


It seems like I cannot sell your table, instead I will send you a couple of dollars now and the rest again. We don’t need the table but I expect you need the money.


We would all like to see dear little Julia so much, Horty I feel glad to know you like the place, I would feel so distressed to hear you was not satisfied.
                                                                                                    Your Mother.



P.S. I do hope you and George will get along. There is a great many things you will have to deny yourselves of in a new county, but I hope you will live through it all. I often think of you so far away, my love to both.

Married, Baby & Moved

On June 18th, 1875, Geo and Hortie married in Danville.
On August 16, 1876, Julia was born.
In about January of 1877, Geo took his young family to Girard, Kansas.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

April 27, 1873

                                                                                                          Denver, Colorado

                                                                                                                     April 27 73.


Friend Hortie, as today is Sunday and a very deary one it is too, I thought I would write a few lines. For it is raining something bad and very cold. I received your letter today and was very glad to hear from you and was sorry to hear from you of your Father’s sickness but I hope that he will revive again in a few days. The weather and business is poor, of the fifty-two that came on the train I was on, twelve started back the next night after arriving in Denver.


I was up to the Skating Rink the other night but did not enjoy myself for they was all strangers to me. I don’t want you to hint that I have got the blues from this letter for I never will get them as long as you remain the same as you was when I left.


The President has been in Denver for two days. Last night they gave a reception and of course I went and I had the pleasure of shaking hands with him. There was a great many people there and after the reception they had a Ball and then of course I went home as I am not a lover of dancing. Just as I got to the Hotel and got into bed the alarm of fire was given. I got up and ran about a mile and a half and when I got there the fire was about out.


I received a letter from Laura Hill yesterday, she said that you and her had been to a show alone. I think if you girls have to go around alone that I will have to come back. For it is too bad that a couple of good looking girls like you can’t get a fellow.


Tell Anna not to think because I don’t write to her that I have forgotten her for I never forget a good friend. I think that I have had a very nice trip and seen enough of Colorado to come home before long. I am going up in the mountains to stay a few days and then I think I will be satisfied. Hortie don’t think because I am far away that I forget you. Know for I am ever your friend. Write soon


Remember your friend forever Geo Tullis