Name/Title
AU Harris, Joseph Hastings - 1897-09-02 letter to Bertha Elizabeth LambertEntry/Object ID
1990.1.156Context
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Athens O.
Sep 2, 1897.
My Darling Bertha: Your message came this evening with its usual inspiration and finds me weary with toil, to say nothing of sore fingers. The boys commenced work on the dwelling (of which I spoke) Wed. morning and I began at noon. We will finish the foundation by Sat. morning and then we will have a lay off for joists etc. C. W. is figuring on another job, so it looks rather favorable for laying a few brick. I put my white suit on and went to work as happy as a king. Everybody who knew where I had been had a pleasant smile for me.
We had a nice rain last night, but we worked all day today. I scarcely know what to say about school next wk.
I had quite a talk with Carlos this evening in which I revealed our plans and asked him concerning the use of his money. He said he was perfectly satisfied with present arrangements and does not care to invest his money otherwise.
This of course is quite a step toward school. I may go out home Sat and will the see about other arrangements. If I can arrange plans perhaps I may start to school next wk and let the brick work go, however bad I may need it. Our drunk man (who asked if I studied “theory”) says his drink bill this summer has been $4 per day. He says “it will kill him pretty soon and he doesn't care if it does.” He says “he will commit suicide.”
Everything else goes as usual. L. D. thinks he got a little dose of poison of some kind at supper Mon. evening.
It seems rather dry to be writing after such talks as we have had together, but I hope not many letters will be required this fall.
You surely are busy, but you must not get too busy.
I ate two dishes of onions last evening for supper. I may as well get used to them one time as another!
So far, it looks favorable for my coming to you, but I cannot be definite at all but will let you know as quickly as possible. Of course I still love you and am homesick to see you now.
I will write again soon. So please excuse this short note.
Your true, and devoted Lover,
J. H. Harris.
