- ReferenceX953/2/29/2
- TitleLetter to Mary from her son, William Arthur Sanders.
- Date free text27 August 1888
- Production dateFrom: 1888 To: 1888
- Scope and ContentWritten at Royston [Hertfordshire], ‘Monday night’. My dear Mother, I am sorry that I have not written earlier this evening so that you could get my letter by tomorrow morning but I quite forgot that I had to write till just now. I went to Whittlesford [Cambridgeshire] yesterday and spent a very happy Sunday. I arrived there about 8 o/c. It only took me a little over ¾ of an hour to ride as the roads were so good and the wind with me; of course it took me longer to come back as the wind was against me. I came back at night, but when you go there I shall stay all night. It is a very small house indeed where they live, only a cottage, but everything seems very comfortable. They were all at home except Frank; he went to Chapel both morning and evening. Uncle Hugh with all his trouble seemed very bright. He has not quite finished with Austin yet; he has gone to Law about some money. I don’t quite understand it all so you can hear the right of it when you come. You are not to take Auntie Maggie with you as they cannot accommodate both of you. I think Harrold [sic] really has improved but he is still an awful caution. Auntie wants to put Edwin into the Grocery. I hope you will drive that notion out of her as I think there are quite enough of us in the trade already. I hope you are all enjoying yourselves to your utmost. I had a letter from Fred B. this morning. He has thoroughly enjoyed himself, it seems. I cannot help thinking that if he was to be away from Katie’s clutches a good time she would soon find herself settled on the shelf so if I were her I would not let him get far out of sight. How is Edith? I should think she soon forget[s?] the past when on Margate pier in the evening. I hope you will give me a full account of your pleasure. I wonder when I shall have the pleasure of having a seaside holiday with you? Mrs. Goodman and Miss G. are going to Bournemouth for a time. They have asked me about several Boarding Houses; Solent Cliffs is too much money for them so now they are in correspondence with Mr. Greenleaves[?] my old Sunday school teacher who keeps a boarding house. The former people wanted 2 ½ guineas and extras; she wants some about 2. I suppose the Miss Swards thought me a long time before coming as one of them came in to see me on Friday and as[ked] me when I could come into Lea "as they wanted to have some private words with me". Ah! Ah! Auntie W. says one of them will ask me a question and all the others will echo it one after the other. "Oh dear"! I simply dread going in; it is to be next Sunday. Did you know that Lucie[?] Wells is here in a shop? She came last Friday. I have not seen her yet; she lives or rather sleeps, out of the house and I should think is in very comfortable quarters. I think that now I must conclude with dearest love to all, much love to Hubert when he arrives From Your loving Son Arthur P.S. I do hope you will take care of yourselves; you have no Arthur to take care of you.
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