Name/Title
AU Lambert, Bertha Elizabeth - 1897-06-27 letter to Joseph Hastings HarrisEntry/Object ID
1990.1.320Context
[Westerville, OH, to Mr. J. H. Harris, Box 219, Athens, Ohio.]
Westerville, O. June 27, '97.
Mr. J. H. Harris,
Athens O.
My Darling Joe: — This afternoon brings up thoughts of one week ago and I could hardly do otherwise than write to you. I can just see you in your room this afternoon engaged in study, (if you have not gone home) and your thoughts wandering away off to Westerville, to the Volunteer Band where we usually met at this hour. I know you are lonely, and what would I give to spend this afternoon with you. But as we can not be together I am trying to be content. Commencement is over and most of the students have gone home. Westerville again looks like “the deserted village.” I was not the only one who was caused to mourn. I will not say anything about comm. as I will send you the Aegis but I thought the class address was just immense. It was different in many ways from the one in the Aegis.
We had a great deal of company all the time, and as it was quite warm it was pretty hard on my eyes so they are not as well as I wanted to see them by this time, but they are improving slowly. Mother and Lucy are doing my sewing, and I am just doing everything I can think of so I can be able to go to Geneva. I do not want you to think I am sick for I feel as well as when you left but I am trying to feel better. A great many people offer their sympathies and tell me I look like a widow.
Elder Baker said tell you he was well, and Mrs. Yates asked if I had heard from her boy. Mr. Rednelay left Thur. evening but it seems impossible for Cunningham to say goodbye and he still haunts Pard St.
If it had been a few weeks later I should have looked for you on that Sunday excursion, but as it was I hardly thought you would come. I think I shall have to scold you a little for working so hard. I know it is difficult to do otherwise but I hope you will do it. You must just imagine I am with you in the evenings to sooth your burning brow, and try to cheer you up in some way, for indeed I am there in thought.
Well what do you think that old philosopher Byrer did? On Thur. evening after comm. he accompanied his lady, Rose Bower, to her home near Chillicothe and they were married about midnight. What do you think of that?
Eddie has gone home and Ethel looks very sad. I have so much I would like to write, but perhaps I had better not write more. If nothing prevents I will start to Geneva Thur. July 1st. I will leave Columbus about 6 P.M. I think and get to Chicago the next morning at 7. I have rec'd my permits for half fare. I know you still love me and pray for me, and distance only increases my love for, and interest in you. May God keep us and guide us each day.
Your own true one
Bertha E. Lambert.
Mon. Morning June 28, '97.
Dear Joe: As I have had quite an experience since I finished my letter I will write a little more. Last night one of those bad teeth began aching very severely. I hunted all over town for a dentist but could not find any. I suffered all night with it and this morning let Dr. Custer have it. My eyes seem better this morning, and I think I will feel all right now as soon as I get a little rest. I brought those studies down from the depot. If you want them I will send them.
May God guide you and keep you safe.
Lovingly
Bertha.
N.B. If you do not get this today blame D. I. He forgot to take it to the office. Bertha.
