Name/Title
AU Lambert, Bertha Elizabeth - 1895-01-12 letter to Joseph Hastings HarrisEntry/Object ID
1990.1.222Context
[Bartlett, OH, to Mr. J. H. Harris, Ada, Ohio, Box 479]
4° below Zero
Bartlett, O. Jan. 12, 1895.
Mr. J. H. Harris,
Ada, O.
Dear Joe: - Once more I am permitted to enjoy this now pleasant task. I say pleasant now because your life seems so changed to me. I must confess I never knew you until your last visit, and since that your life has been a sweet inspiration to me.
I do not wish you to understand that I did not enjoy your letters and friendship before that, but I do enjoy it in a vastly different sense now. It now seems strange that I should have known you all my life and yet not as I now do.
My school began again last Mon. and everything has gone uncommonly smooth, but this has surely been the longest week I have witnessed for some time. I guess the trouble has been that while I was here in body my mind was not, but I am going to do better next week, and I presume if I were compelled to leave this vicinity in two months I would shed “copious gushing tears.” Why can we not learn to appreciate our position in life until it is past?
I was very sorry you were not here to receive a part of the congratulations. I believe we should thank the people of this vicinity for being so deeply interested in our welfare.
I have felt somewhat out of the world since I moved to “Sam Hollow” where we only hear from the post office once a week, and no one ever passes.
However, Sam does not give me time to get lonely. He has had great curiosity to know who lives on the Pittsburg & Chicago R.R. as that was the post mark on your letters. Yes I have rec'd both your letters and must say they brought many pleasant thoughts. I have been reading “East Lynne” this week and while it is very sad it has learned me many a lesson which I hope experience will not have to teach.
I hear that Ada has made quite a change in Leonard. I forgot to tell you to thank Prof Smith for his kindness in thinking of me, and give him my kindest regards. I can not tell how about the reunion, but fear I can be there. I fear there will not be room for me. Asking God's guiding hand to lead us in our every thought and action and trusting that His loving eye may watch over us while separated, I hope to remain Your true friend.
Bertha
