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Mansfield, Adelaide -- to mother, Jan. 2, 1895:
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Mansfield, Adelaide (Claflin)
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VC 1897
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Vassar College. J an. 2. 1895. My dear Mother, — That Is the first time I have written 1895. How queer It seems/ I am just going to write you a few lines this morning, to go on the nine oclock mail, if possible. I got a letter from Mary MacColl yesterday, telling me that she cannot come back to college for the rest of this year. She was not well all summer aad really was not strong enough to come in September, but she prevailed upon them to let her. She is very nervous, and has something the...
Show moreVassar College. J an. 2. 1895. My dear Mother, — That Is the first time I have written 1895. How queer It seems/ I am just going to write you a few lines this morning, to go on the nine oclock mail, if possible. I got a letter from Mary MacColl yesterday, telling me that she cannot come back to college for the rest of this year. She was not well all summer aad really was not strong enough to come in September, but she prevailed upon them to let her. She is very nervous, and has something the matter with her back* they were afraid of curvature of the spine. We are very, very sorry that she cannot come back, for she is a splendidgirl, and we will miss her very much. Poor girl, it such a disappointment to her, for she worked so hard to get to college. She has been to school only at district school, and all that we took in High School, she studied by herself, without a teacher except when her brother helped her. She has the Scotch persistency in with her Scotch blood. Mary may possibly come back next September, but I doubt it. She asked me to pack the rest of her clothes and things and send to her, and that I am going to do today. Time is flying so, I do wish we had two or three weeks more. There is so much that I should like to do. I have spent most of the vacation in being lazy- I sent those flannels home because I did not need them. They are the ones I left here last year. The smaller one I have notworn at all, because I have plenty of others of the same thickness, and I have a new one like the larger one, which I think will not need to be washed for I wear it over another one, and so I don't need any more to take its place. You know I brought a stack of flannels, as Edie said, enough to furnish an army. H you send Horace's Satires I will be very glad. Does Lou want Cicero's De Senectute before the end of January? I will be using one till then, but if she wants it before, I will send it to her, and use Mary's for the rest of the time. The trigonometry that I sent they do not use here, so I could not sell it. I sent Lou my old fountain pen Monday. I hope she will get it all right. If she cannot make it write at first tell her to screw off the piece that the pen is in, and pour water throughit. It worked very well for me. I have made a pair of bedroom slippers which I intend to give you for your birthday, but I have concluded to send them now so that you will have the benefit of them during this winter. You so often walk around the house early in the morning, or at night, that I thought you might make a good deal of use of a pair. And you can wear them to bed on very cold nights, to keep your feet warm. When you wear these out, I will make you another pair. I will send these today. We watched the Old Year out on Clarence's birthday.- four girls and myself. Then as it was too late to go over to Strong they all came up and slept here. There is going to be a candy pull tonight, for all the girls here - and I suppose it will be lots of fun. With love to all, Adelaide. £laflin,
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Aaron, Fannie -- to Mother, March 10,1919
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Mar. [10], 1919 Dear Mother, Father and I whacked around eighteen holes this morning and eight-een this afternoon. I am going from bad to worse. Those lessons surely balled me up. I think I'll take a morning off and ride horseback. Mr. Zies is going, and he persuaded father that [I'll] be perfectly safe. We are to play with crazy Gov.Brumbaugh and his wife in the afternoon. Mr. Wells tried to imitiate Chick Evans' game, and made a 98. Ge and I are in the same fix - compara -...
Show moreMar. [10], 1919 Dear Mother, Father and I whacked around eighteen holes this morning and eight-een this afternoon. I am going from bad to worse. Those lessons surely balled me up. I think I'll take a morning off and ride horseback. Mr. Zies is going, and he persuaded father that [I'll] be perfectly safe. We are to play with crazy Gov.Brumbaugh and his wife in the afternoon. Mr. Wells tried to imitiate Chick Evans' game, and made a 98. Ge and I are in the same fix - compara - tively. The weather was perfect today. Are you sure I used to get tired last months. I don't see how it's possible. I met Chancellor McCormick today. He looks like a farmer. Mr. Newbury's trunk was sent to St. Louis [by] mistake. He went out the other day in the only suit he had + got soaked. Love, FannieFather sends his love. He is busy making out income tax reports.
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Aaron, Fannie -- to Mother, Father, and Pete, May 11,1920
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Aaron, Fannie
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May 11, 1920. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I am going to see Professor Moulton in his office hours this afternoon to see what the dope on chemistry is. Everybody tells me that the 3 and 4 course is much easier than baby chem, and that lots of people take it who had their elementary work in high school several years before. I shall see. I have decided, after careful consideration, that I will take Math. My reason is that I am afraid of making my course to stiff next year, and I think that...
Show moreMay 11, 1920. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I am going to see Professor Moulton in his office hours this afternoon to see what the dope on chemistry is. Everybody tells me that the 3 and 4 course is much easier than baby chem, and that lots of people take it who had their elementary work in high school several years before. I shall see. I have decided, after careful consideration, that I will take Math. My reason is that I am afraid of making my course to stiff next year, and I think that Math will be the easiest subject. Mother, the only reason I would stay Commencement would be so that you would come up for your reunion. I think it is a decided shame for you to miss it. Commencement itself is not until Tuesday, and I finish exams Friday afternoon. What date does the reunion start? Would it do you any good to come up and stay till Sunday afternoon? I don't care a bit about commencemtn. Next year will be the year that I will want to stay. The fun that the non-Seniors get out of staying is the good time they have loafing around, picnics, etc. and of course I cannot do any of that, so I would not have much fun staying. I do want you to get some of your reunion, anyhow. I have plenty of work on hand. I don't know why it should pile up so. Everybody expects you to spend more time in her department than in any other, and the result is that none are satisfied. Otherwise, there is nothing new. The Math Club are having their farewell picnic on Sunset tomorrow. The Freshmen are invited. I am afraid to go. The Republican convention is tonight. Sorry I have not more dope on the subject. Various eminemtn Juniors and Seniors have been impersonating the candidates, dressed in men's clothes, and making stump speeches. Love, I should like very much to meet you in New York, but it is out of the question, particularly inasmuch as it is the week-end before exams. I felt so badly after coming back that I would not dare to risk it. I am surprised that you ask whether I want to go to prom or not. Of course I have been looking forward to it for ages, but unless I feel better than I do now, I could not dream of risking it. It is an effort just to go to classes and so the little things I have to do--I think dancing would be far from beneficial. I would not go under any circumstances without the doctor's consent.
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Aaron, Fannie -- to Mother, Father, and Pete, January 21,1923
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January 21, 1923 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: This is the first Sunday morning this year I have gotten up in time for breakfast--hope the rest of the day continues as energetic. I am about to return to that darn philosphy, and am deferring the dreaded momentas long possible. The coasting wonderful yesterday, from the very topcof Sunset to the bottom without stopping once. I did that for an hour and a half, and spent the rest of the afternoon philosophying. Heard a punk lecture on the...
Show moreJanuary 21, 1923 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: This is the first Sunday morning this year I have gotten up in time for breakfast--hope the rest of the day continues as energetic. I am about to return to that darn philosphy, and am deferring the dreaded momentas long possible. The coasting wonderful yesterday, from the very topcof Sunset to the bottom without stopping once. I did that for an hour and a half, and spent the rest of the afternoon philosophying. Heard a punk lecture on the political situation in Great Britain last night, by Mr. A. P. Wilson, former member of Parliament. He is without doubt the worst public speaker I have ever heard. Our Tolerance class are up in arms about the injustice of giving us that exam paper one week before it is due, when we have to prepare for all our other exams the same week. If we had done any work all semester we could kick, but this way we don't feel we can. There are six questions, each a semester topic in itself. It certainly takes the joy out of life. Wishing you otherwise, I am, Your overworked Earickeloo Let me know if you still plan to stay in New York.
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Aaron, Fannie -- to Mother, March 6,1919
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Mar. 6, 1919 Dear Mother, I had 111 this morn-ing + 109 this afternoon I should have had an easy 100, but the rain interfered with my grip, and glasses. That made me take them off, and misjudge distances. We were moved to the third floor tonight. Some fun packing. I had 1/2 hour lesson with Mr. Alec Ross this morning. He surely is a wonder, but youshould hear some of his expressions. I couldn't keep a straight face when he told me my swing was "slick" and "select." A...
Show moreMar. 6, 1919 Dear Mother, I had 111 this morn-ing + 109 this afternoon I should have had an easy 100, but the rain interfered with my grip, and glasses. That made me take them off, and misjudge distances. We were moved to the third floor tonight. Some fun packing. I had 1/2 hour lesson with Mr. Alec Ross this morning. He surely is a wonder, but youshould hear some of his expressions. I couldn't keep a straight face when he told me my swing was "slick" and "select." A friend of Father's, Mr. [Gage], played with us (Father, Mr. Lawrence and me) this aft. He wasn't much He carried a silk umbrella when it started to drizzle. The great big overgrown caddies were laughing their sides off. When he got a bad shot, he would say "By George". He is a perfect siss. I guess he was afraid the rain would take the curl out of his moustache. I suppose he is from New York. Mr. Wells was well supplied tonight, judging by his fool remarks to the waitress, also by the fact that he told me he liked my dress. Mr. Hall agreed, repeating it several times. When I wear it, it makes me feel like commencing again I do wish I knew somebody that danced.I am sick of writing letters to the [tune] of a one-step. When Mr. R. Harker was here he waltzed, but that is all. Have you ever seen Gov. Brumbaugh? I can't swallow him. He's too nice. He introduced me to someone with the state-ment "She's Mr. A's daughter, and she plays darn good golf." I haven't slept before dinner the last few days, and I have slept almost one hundred times better at night. I got a letter from Phyllis today. She leavesfor Winter Haven, [Fla.] Saturday night. Her parents bought a bungalow, and expeect to spend their winters there. Inasmuch as she can't come for four years, they want her now. She won't be back till May! Love Fannie She sent me one of the pictures she had taken at Jarrett's.I just [repuched] + am now dead [tired]. Dr Becht wrote that the legislation is dead set against taxing corporations. + I am mad [all through]. [but how] is to you. Love kisses Marcus
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Ann (Bennett) Vassar: mother of Matthew Vassar
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Wolven, Edmund L.
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Half-length picture of Ann Vassar as an elderly woman wearing a sheer white cap, fringed shawl and black, long-sleeved clothing. She is seated, holding a handkerchief and small box.
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Adams, Ruth -- to family, n.d.:
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You will be relieved to hear that my trunk has at last turned up. I found it down at the station being held for .30 COD charges. I was perfectly furious. They might at least have let me know but apparently they would have kept it on indefinitely. Nothing has been broken. I had economies today. He has given lesson for Wed.- so cheering for what it will be when we really get to working. R.M.A.Mrs. Geo B. Adams 57 Edgehill Road New Haven Conn.
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The Commissioners of the State of New York To Horatio Jones ---- Dr. To my service attending as Interpreter from the 11th June to the 2nd July 21 Days at 24/ pr day $63 - Horatio Jones July 2, 1802 Gentlemen please to pay the above sum Sixty three Dollars to Jasper Parrish & you will much oblige Your hum Servt. Horatio Jones Mr. Ezra Lamidien and Oliver Phelps Esq & C D Cooper Commissns of the State of New York Cananaugaras 2nd July 1802Sir Inclosed is a small Note against Richard...
Show moreThe Commissioners of the State of New York To Horatio Jones ---- Dr. To my service attending as Interpreter from the 11th June to the 2nd July 21 Days at 24/ pr day $63 - Horatio Jones July 2, 1802 Gentlemen please to pay the above sum Sixty three Dollars to Jasper Parrish & you will much oblige Your hum Servt. Horatio Jones Mr. Ezra Lamidien and Oliver Phelps Esq & C D Cooper Commissns of the State of New York Cananaugaras 2nd July 1802Sir Inclosed is a small Note against Richard Knight. I understand that he resides in your Vicinity - I wish you would be so good as to try to collect it of him - and you will oblige your friend -10-- John H. FrisbeeDoctor Frisbee letter Octr. 5, 1805 Capt Jasp Canan Nordly Sent TaylorCanandaigua June 28th 1826 Robert White Esq. Cash Dear Sir This will be handed to you by Capt. Parrish One of the Directors of this Institution. Should Capt. Parrish wish for Two, or Three Thousand Dollars, be pleased to Cash his draft on me for that amount- I am very Respectfully Your On a. obt. Servt. H. Willison Cash
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Aaron, Fannie -- to Mother, Father, and Pete, January 14, 1919 [1920]
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January 14, 1919. [1920] Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: It is delightful to save your chapel cuts till the end of the semester and then stay home every night and get a chance to write the daily letter then. I got away from the doctor's office at a little after two today. Dr. B. gave me the punch. I then came back to my room and went over one sixth of the ground we are supposed to review for the Latin exam with Phyllis' roommate. She is very good in class, but she certainly was punk...
Show moreJanuary 14, 1919. [1920] Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: It is delightful to save your chapel cuts till the end of the semester and then stay home every night and get a chance to write the daily letter then. I got away from the doctor's office at a little after two today. Dr. B. gave me the punch. I then came back to my room and went over one sixth of the ground we are supposed to review for the Latin exam with Phyllis' roommate. She is very good in class, but she certainly was punk in review. I got along very well working with Phyllis for two years, but it must have been unusual. She is the next best in the class to me, if not as good, as far as marks go, but I could not hand her much today. I then had gym. Today was apparatus day. There was not much to do. One of the things I could not get at all, and that was hanging on to rings, turning over, and sticking the legs in the ring. I did manage to twist a summersault around a pole, though. Saturday night is the third Philharmonic concert. I got my ticket, but I am afraid I shall have to miss it. Last week I went to bed right after dinner. The New York day is none too easy. I wonder if I will have Miss Wells next semester. I certainly hope so, but she may get the class in analyt. geometry. Yes Pete, we wre one of the seven hundred institutions of learning, but the New York Times did not consider us worth cracking up along with Yale, Harvard, and Princeton. There were speeches in chapel the night before, but not knowing that chapel was to be more attractice than usual, I used one of my wonderful cuts. I shall go to chapel during exams, though. I shall need it then! They say it rests the spirit wonderfully then. Aunt Hattie was right that they give fiendish assignments fro vactaion[sic] to Midyears. By the way, you are coming down after midyears, are you not? R. S. V. P. Love, [Fannie]
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Ontario County Times, 16 Apr. 1897 Among the Indians A Sketch of the Life as an Interesting Character A Friend of Red Jacket Seven years of Jasper Parrish's Youth Were Spent in Captivity Among Several Indian Tribes - His Kindness to them. In the old Canandaigua cemetery stands a plain and unpretentious marble headstone, which marks the last resting place of Jasper Parrish, one of the most remarkable residents of this village during the early part of this century. The truth of his strange...
Show moreOntario County Times, 16 Apr. 1897 Among the Indians A Sketch of the Life as an Interesting Character A Friend of Red Jacket Seven years of Jasper Parrish's Youth Were Spent in Captivity Among Several Indian Tribes - His Kindness to them. In the old Canandaigua cemetery stands a plain and unpretentious marble headstone, which marks the last resting place of Jasper Parrish, one of the most remarkable residents of this village during the early part of this century. The truth of his strange adventures might be doubted were is not for the fact that Capt. Parrish himself has left an account of his life and career. This narrative, which is written in a very graphic manner, is now in the possession of William Gorham, of Canandaigua, a grandson of Capt. Parrish, to whom the writer of this article is indebted for the loan of the manuscript, as well as for other valuable information relating to the subject of this sketch. CAPT. JASPER PARRISH Jasper Parrish was born in the year 1766 at Windham, Conn. At the outbreak of the Revolutionary war his father had settled near the headwaters of the Delaware river in this state, having made a clearing in the forest with his axe, and built a log hut for himself and his family. One summer's day in the year 1778, when Jasper was a lad of 11 years, he and his father, while about six miles from their home, were surprised and captured by a party of Munsee Indians. They were carried up the Delaware to a place known as the "Cook House,"where they were separated. The father was taken to Fort Niagara and delivered to the British, and two years later was exchanged and returned to his home; while the son was given to a chief called Capt. Mounsh, and remained a captive among the Indians nearly seven years. He stayed among the Munsee tribe until October of the year in which he was captured, when his master took him to Chemung, at that time an important Indian settlement. As they entered the village they were met by a crowd of howling savages who pulled Jasper from his horse and beat him brutally with clubs and the handles of their tomahawks until he was more dead than alive. Soon afterward Jasper was sold to a Delaware Indian family that treated him kindly. Nevertheless, he had to endure terrible hardships, suffering severely from both cold and hunger. In the winter when the rivers were frozen and the ground covered with snow, Jasper and the Indian boys were often compelled to throw off their blankets and leap into the water through holes cut in the ice. This was done in order to render their bodies less sensitive to cold. Once, also, he narrowly escaped losing his life. One evening two Indians who were ugly from drink sat down opposite him at the camp-fire, and began to plan how they might get money with which to buy more rum. Finally, one proposed that they kill Jasper and take his scalp to the fort, and obtain the bounty offered by the British for Yankee scalps. Jasper, being familiar with their language, was instantly on his guard, so that when one of the Indians drew a half burnt brand from the fire and hurled it at his head, he dodged the missile, and being a swift runner, escaped into the forest. The next morning when the Indians had recovered from the effects of the British rum, he returned to camp, and was not further molested. Parrish remained with the Delawares until the spring of 1780. During his stay with them, he witnessed their defeat by the expedition of General Sullivan, at Newtown - near where Elmira now stands - and accompanied them on their retreat to Niagara, after the battle. His master took him to the fort, and finding no white man wishing to purchase him, sold him for $20 to a Mohawk chief of some prominence, called Captain David Hill. This proved to be a most fortunate change for Parrish, because Captain Hill grew to be very fond of him, and at length brought him before the council of the chiefs, and formally adopted him as his son, giving him the name of Sne-ed-ah-wah. His life among the Mohawks was a happy one, as he was allowed to spend his time in hunting, fishing and trapping, being forced to do no labor beyond his strength, and was always supplied with good food and cloth- He remained with this tribe five years, until after the treaty of Fort Stanwix, in 1784, when he returned to his family, who were then living at Goshen, Orange county. After his release from captivity, Parrish was little better than the savages among whom he had dwelt, for, although he could speak fluently six Indian languages, he had only a faint recollection of English. He attended school for nine months after his return, but except for that short period of instruction, his education was wholly obtained by his contact with others, and his personal observation. However, Capt. Parrish became very valuable to the government as an interpreter, acting in that capacity at numerous conferences and councils, and officiated at the adoption of the famous Pickering treaty of 1794. In 1792, he was appointed by President Washington interpreter to the Six Nations, and in 1803 became government sub-agent to the same tribes, holding both offices up to the beginning of Jackson's second administration. He removed to Canandaigua in 1792, having previously been married to the daughter of Gen. Edward Paine, the founder of Painesville, O. He built himself a house on the corner of Main and Parrish streets, which latter bears his name, and resided there until his death, which occurred in 1836. Capt. Parrish is described as being tall, slender in his youth, but somewhat stout in his later years, with light hair and mild blue eyes. His portrait is not that of a rough backwoodsman or trapper, but rather that of a cultured and refined country gentleman. He possessed remarkable influence over the Indians of the Six Nations, for he never forgot their kindness to him while he was a captive among them, and acted in accordance with this feeling of gratitude. The Indians not only justly considered him as their truest friend and protector among the white men, but also stood in awe of him. His word was law to them. Even Red Jacket, the great sachem of the Senecas, who bent the councils of the Six Nations to his will, was awed by this quiet and unassuming man. Capt. Parrish used to delight in telling this story as illustrative of his power over Red Jacket. One evening Red Jacket came to his house drunk and in a particularly ugly mood, and when Mrs. Parrish opened the door, stood with his tomahawk uplifted as if about to strike, and inquired Ïs She-ed-ah-wah at home?" Mrs. Parrish, not at all terrified by his menacing looks and gestures, replied, "He is here, and is looking at you now." Instantly Red Jacket lowered his tomahawk, and became sobered and subdued. In later years some of the Oneida and Onondaga Indians, wishing to show their affection for Capt. Parrish, were accustomed to make a visit to him once or twice a year, and even after his death these simple-hearted and and affectionate Indians appeared at the house of his daughter, saying, "We come to see Sne-ed-ah-wah's papoose." And thus these friendly visits to his children and grandchildren continued until about ten years ago, when they finally ceased. As death drew near Jasper Parrish might well look back upon his career with a feeling of satisfaction not unmixed with pride. He had labored the greater part of his life to improve the deplorable condition of his dark-skinned brethren; he had brought to bear upon them every christianizing and civilizing influence possible, and had lived to see his efforts crowned with a considerable degree of success. Henry W. Hamlin.Canandaigua, N. Y., Wednesday, June 21, 1922 A Table With a History Shown in the Museum Once the Property of Jasper Parris, the Government Indian Interpreter - Stood in His Kitchen. In the "Old Fashioned Kitchen" in the Historical Society's building in Canandaigua, is an old cherry table, about whose battered top and rickety legs cling memories of the days when white settlers were driving their first stakes in what had only recently been an unknown wilderness. The table was once the property of the Government Indian interpreter, Captain Jasper Parrish, as is authentically known, and standing as it did in the kitchen of his house in Canandaigua in the last years of the eighteenth century and the first years of the nineteenth could recite, had it the gift of speech, many a tale of romance [Parrish's Table Appears in the Foreground of This Picture.] and adventure. Around its capacious top on more than one occasion there gathered the sachems of the Six Nations, assembled to receive the agreed annuities, and there smoked the pipe of peace with the doughty captain, partook of his venison, or not unlikely imbibed from the "big kettle" of rum, whose presence was considered in those days necessary to the successful issue of every social entertainment or solemn conclave in which the susceptible sons of the forest participated. The story of Jasper Parrish has never been fully told and never will be until a writer, gifted with imaginative power, has filled out the skeleton of known facts, regarding his life with the flesh of tradition and clothed with romance. He left a personal record written in his old age but it is a bare statement of facts and to an unimaginative reader would yield small interest. But to a boy, who needs no aid of picturesque language to realize what six years of captivity among the Indians must have contained of hard [Captain Jasper Parrish. Spent Six Years in Captivity among the Indians.] experience and stirring adventure, the simple narrative unfolds a tale of absorbing interest. Jasper Parrish the manuscript relates, was at work in the field with his father about six mils from their home, at the headwaters of the Delaware river in this State, when surprised and captured by a small party of Monsee Indians. This was on the 5th of July, 1778, when Jasper was eleven years old. Father and son were taken by their captors up the Delaware river to an Indian settlement, called Cookhouse. Ten days later the father was separated from his son, taken to Fort Niagara, and there surrendered to the British. Two years afterwards he was exchanged as a prisoner of war and he then returned to his family. Captain Mounsh took the boy Jasper to his family and left him with them while he was absent for extended periods. Jasper was kindly treated and relates that at one time, when very ill with dysentery, he was urged by his custodians to try certain Indian remedies. At first he refused, fearing poison, but then took the herb syrup offered and was at once relieved. They threatened, however, to take his scalp bye and bye, and so he was kept in a state of apprehension. On October 1, Jasper set out with his master for Chemung. Upon arriving there he was surrounded by Indians, greeted with the scalp halloo, "qua-qua!", torn from his horse and beaten until his body was covered with bruises. Then his master interfered, crying Ït is enough!"A few days later, Jasper was sold to a Delaware Indian family for $20, and taken to the south side of the Tioga river. His old master was killed a few days later in a drunken brawl at Fort Niagara. Young Parrish remained on the Tioga river during the winter and spring of 1779, suffering much from cold and hunger. His food consisted of venison, wolf, dog, fox and muskrat meat, and occasionally a wild bird with a 'little corn.' The fact that there was no salt for the food occasioned him much discomfort. He was compelled to follow the example of the Indian boys and jump through a hole in the river ice into the frigid water. This, he was told, would harden him. He had to do it repeatedly and in the coldest weather. At one time during a hunting expedition, his Indian companions ran out of lead from which to make bullets but to his surprise, after a short absence from camp, they came back with a quantity of ore, from which by a crude smelting process they secured some twelve pounds of good lead. He seldom heard an English word spoken but learned to speak the Indian language with facility. Jasper was at this place on the Tioga river when General Sullivan's army marched through the Iroquois country and was with the squaws and young Indians when the …… treated after the battle of Newton, and met them at Painted Post. Parrish afterward proceeded with the Indian party, by way of Bath and Geneseo to Fort Niagara, then the British post. Mr. Parrish records that at one time the Indians gathered at the Fort engaged in a drunken frolic that resulted in the death of five of them, and more would have been killed if the chiefs had not interfered. The boy learned here that the British were offering a guinea bounty for every Yankee scalp brought in, and he adds that he was afterwards informed that the main purpose of this offer was to induce the Indians to disperse as they were becoming troublesome. As he was resting near a campfire one night with a couple of the Indians, he overhead them form a plan for taking his scalp and selling it to get money with which to buy rum. Thus warned, he watched his companions and when he saw one of them take a half burned stick from the fire and hurl it at his head, he was able to avoid a deadly blow by a quick jump, and escaped into the neighboring bushes. He remained outside until morning, when the Indians had sobered up and he could safely return. His master offered to sell Jasper to the white people at the Fort, but none would buy. Finally a fine looking Mohawk, named Captain David Hill, bought him for $20. Hill lived near the fort, and, becoming a member of his family, Jasper was compelled to learn the Mohawk language, which was entirely different from the Delaware. The change of masters proved fortunate, however, and he lived with Captain Hill's family for more than five years, being provided in the meantime with all the necessary clothing and with abundance of food. He passed his time in hunting, fishing and working, but says he was never compelled to do work beyond his strength. In November, 1780, the chiefs of the Six Nations held a council at Fort Niagara and Captain Hill took his prisoner into the midst of the gathering and formally adopted him into his family as his son. A large belt of wampum was placed about his neck and other ceremonies observed. Jasper moved with his Indian father, the following May, to the site now occupied by Lewiston and there he continued to dwell with the family until the close of the Revolutionary War. He traveled with Captain Hill in the meantime among other tribes, and testifies that he was invariably treated kindly and granted many favors. In September, 1784, at a treaty of peace between the United States and the Six Nations, made at Fort Stanwix (now Rome, N. Y.), the Indians promised to release all their white captives. There were ninety-three of these, young Parrish among them, and in November of the same year he was taken to Fort Stanwix and given his liberty. He immediately sought out his family, whom he found living at Goshen, Orange county. Mr. Parrish says that upon thus returning to civilization he found that he could hardly make his friends understand him, he spoke such broken English. He was thereafter able to spend only nine months in school and with that exception was entirely self-taught for his intercourse with the world. In November, 1790, Mr. Parrish was requested by Colonel Timothy Pickering, United States Government Commissioner, to act as interpreter at a council to be held with the Indians at Tioga Point. Later, in July, 1791, he acted in the same capacity at a council at Newton Point, near Elmira. Earning commendation for the faithful and accurate manner in which he rendered the Indian language into English, he was appointed in April, 1792, as standing interpreter for the Six Nations and instructed to reside at Canandaigua, under the direction of General Israel Chapin, the Government agent. He acted as the chief interpreter at the great Pickering council at Canandaigua in 1794. In 1803, after serving as interpreter for thirteen years, Mr. Parrish was made sub-agent also, and he continued to hold both offices through successive administrations, until President Jackson's second term. Mr. Parrish in his work with the Indians, we are told, endeavored to inculcate habits of industry and to instruct them in agricultural pursuits and the use of property. He states that these endeavors found a friendly disposition among the Indians, except on the part of Red Jacket, the famous Seneca orator, and that they welcomed the coming of missionaries and school masters. Under his instruction and with supplies furnished by the Government, they were enabled to raise a surplus of grain and live in comparative comfort. But Red Jacket continued to oppose all innovations, declaring that they were created Indians and they should remain Indians. He never would relinquish the Pagan habits and customs. Captain Parrish, an excellent painting of whom hangs in the gallery of pioneers in the Court House in Canandaigua, died in this town in 1836, and his remains were interred in the pioneer cemetery here, where a headstone, still standing, marks his grave. C. F. M.Transcript, Saturday, November 21, 1931 A Famous Salemite Goes to the Block Colonel Timothy Pickering (1745-1829) - By Gilbert Stuart Timothy Pickering was a son of Timothy and Mary Wingate Pickering of Salem, Mass. He was graduated from Harvard in 1763 and was admitted to the bar in 1768. In 1776 he married Rebecca White. In 1777 he joined Washington's army at Morristown, N. J. The Commander-in-Chief soon appointed him adjutant general. In 1780 he succeeded General Green as quartermaster general, which office he resigned in 1785. He settled in Philadelphia for a time, but returned to Massachusetts in 1801, and became a United States senator and a member of Congress. He died in Salem, Mass. His "life" was written by his son, Octavius Pickering, completed after the latter's death in 1868, by Charles W. Upham, and published in four volumes in Boston, 1867-73. Stuart's portrait of Colonel Pickering is included in a collection of fourteenth to nineteenth century paintings from The Ehrich Galleries to be dispersed at auction at the American Art Association Anderson Galleries (New York city) this evening.Friday, February ?th, 1803. Thomas Jefferson, President of the United States of America To all to whom these presents shall come, Greeting. Whereas a treaty was held on the 30th day of June under the authority of the United States with the Seneca nation of Indians, at Buffaloe creek in the county of Ontario and state of N. York, and at the said treaty in the presence of and with the approbation of John Taylor, Esqr. a commissioner of the United States, appointed to hold the same, an Indenture or agreement was entered into between the said nation of Indians & Wilhem Willink and others hereinafter mentioned, which indenture or agreement is in the words following: This Indenture made the 30th day of June, in the year of our Lord one thousand eight hundred and two: Between the Sachems, chiefs and warriors of the Seneca Nation of Indians of the first part, and Wilhem Willink, Peter Van Eeghen, Hendrick Vedenhoven, W. Willink the younger (son of Jan) Jan Gabriel Van Staphorst, Roelof Van Staphorst, the younger, Cornelius Vollenhaven an Hendrick Seye, all of the city of Amsterdam and Republic of Batavia, by Joseph Ellicott, Esuire, their agent and Attorney of the second part. Whereas, at a treaty held under the authority of the United States with the said Seneca nation of Indians, at Buffaloe creek in the county of Ontario and state of New-York, on the day of the date of these presents by the honorable John Taylor, Esquire, a commissioner appointed by the President of the United States to hold the same in pursuance of the constitution, and of the act of Congress of the United States in such case made and provided, a convention was entered into in the preference and with the approbation of the said commissioner between the said Seneca nation of Indians and the said Wilhem Willink, Peter Van Eeghen, Hendrick Vollenhoven, W. Willink the younger, I Willink the younger (son of Jan) Jan Gabriel Vanstaphorst, Roelof Van Staphorst the younger, Cornelius Vollenhoven and Hendrick Seye, by the said Joseph Elicott their agent and attorney, lawfully constituted and appointed for that purpose. Now this Indenture Witnesseth, That the said parties of the first part for and in consideration of the lands hereinafter described do hereby exchange, cede, and forever quit claim to the said parties of the second part, their heirs and assigns, All those lands situate, lying and being in the county of Ontario and state of New-York, being part of the lands described and reserved by the said parties of the first part in a treaty or convention held by the honorable Jeremiah Wadsworth, Esquire, under the authority of the United States on the Genesee river the 15th day of September, 1797, in the words following, viz. Beginning at the mouth of the eighteen mile or Kogh-quaw-qu creek, thence a line or lines to be drawn parallel to lake Erie, at the distance of one mile from the lake, to the mouth of Cataraugos creek, thence a line or lines extending twelve miles up the north side of said creek at the distance of one mile therefrom, thence a direct line to the said creek, thence down the said creek to lake Erie, thence along the lake to the first mentioned creek, and thence to the place of beginning. Also one other piece at Cataraugos, beginning at the shore of lake Erie on the forth side of Cataraugos creek, at the distance of one mile from the mouth thereof, thence running one mile from the lake, thence on a line parallel thereto to a point within one mile frm the Con-non-dan-we-gea creek, thence up the said creek one mile on a line parallel thereto, thence on a direct line to the said creek, thence down the same to lake Erie, thence along the lake to the place of beginning; reference being thereunto had willfully appear. Together with all and singular the rights, privileges, hereditaments and appurtenances thereunto belonging, or in any wife appertaining. And all the estate, right, title and interest whatsoever of them, the said parties of the first part, and their nation of, in and to the said tracts of land above described, to have and to hold all and singular the said granted premises, with the appurtenances, to the said parties of the second part, their heirs and assigns, to their only proper use, benefit and behoof forever. And in consideration of the said lands described and ceded as aforesaid, the said parties of the second part, by Joseph Ellicott their agent and attorney as aforesaid, do hereby exchange, cede, release and quit claim to the said parties of the first part and their nation (the said parties of the second part reserving to themselves the right of pre-emption), all that certain tract or parcel of land situate as aforesaid. Beginning at a post marked No. ), standing on the bank of lake Erie at the mouth of Cataraugos creek, and on the north bank thereof, thence along the shore of said lake N. 11 E. 21 chains, east thirteen degrees east 45 chains, N. 19 E. 14 chains 65 links to a post, thence east 119 chains to a post, thence south 14 chains 27 links to a post, thence east 640 chains to a post standing in the meridian between the 8th and 9th ranges, thence along said meridian fourth 617 chains 75 links to a post standing on the south bank of Cataraugos creek, thence West 150 chains to a post, thence north 290 chains 25 links to a post, thence west 482 chains 31 links to a post, thence north 219 chains 50 links to a post standing on the north bank of Cataraugos creek, thence down the same and along the several meanders thereof to the place of beginning. To hold the said parties of the first part in the same manner and by the same tenure as the lands reserved by the said parties of the first part in and by the said treaty or convention entered into on Genesee river the 15th day of September, 1797, as aforesaid, were intended to be hed. In testimony whereof the parties to these presents have hereunto, & to two other indentures of the same tenor & date, one to remain with the United States, one to remain with the said parties of the first part, and one other to remain with the said parties of the second part, interchangeably set their hands and seals the day and year first above written. Con-nea-ti-a, his mark, x Koe-en-twah-ka, or Cornplanter, his mark, x Wou-dou, gooh-ka, his mark, x Te-kon-nou-du, his mark, x Sa-gee-yes, his mark, x Jaw-ye-car-na, or Blue Sky, his mark, x Koying-quau-tah, or Young King, his mark, x Ka-oun-doo-wand, or Pollard, his mark, x Con-na-wau-de-an, his mark, x Soo-noo-you, his mark, x Au-wen-?-sa, his mark, x Soo-geo-ya-wan-law, or Red Jacket, his mark, x Cosh-kau-tough, his mark, x Te-yo-kai-hos-sa, his mark, x Ona-ya-wos, or Farmers Brother, his mark, x So-nau-goi-es, his mark, x Gish-ka-ka, or Little Billy, his mark, x Sux-sa-bo-wau, his mark, x Wilhelm Willink, Pieter Van Eeghen, Hendrick Vollenhoven, W. Willink, the younger, I. Willink the younger (son of Jan) Jan Gabriel Van Staphorst, Roelof Van Staphorst, the younger, Cornelius Vollenhoven, and Hendrick Seye, by their Attorney. (L. S.) Joseph Ellicott. In testimony whereof, I have caused the Seal of the United States to be hereunto affixed, and signed the same with my hand. Done at the City of Washington, the (L. S.) twelfth day of January, in the year of our Lord one thousand eight hundred and three, and in the twenty seventh year of the Indiependence of the said United States. TH: Jefferson. By the President, James Maddison, Secretary of State. IRON WORKS. The subscriber would rent a set o works, situated within twenty miles of the boatable waters of James River; consisting of Furnace, Forge, Mill, Saw-mill, and every necessary appendage, all new and finished in the completest manner of any in America; having abundance of water, wood, and ore of the best quality, and lying in a healthy country where provisions also are abundant and cheap. Fifteen or twenty able negroes may be rented with the works, if specially applied for. Ferdinando Fairfax. Shanr. Hill, near Charleston, Virginia. N. B. Applications by letter must be postpaid. January 28. 1aw6w
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[ca. 5 Feb 1923] Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: You must have forgotten to enclose the enclosure you mentioned, Mother. I stopped the cold effectively. So I will come down unless notified to the contrary. I should like to see either Peer Gynt of the Moscow Art Theater. The latter won't be in N. Y. much longer, so if it appeals to you, it ought to be worth while. Everyone is very enthusiastic. If not, let's see Peer Gynt. Also "Six Characters, etc". I'm sorry about...
Show more[ca. 5 Feb 1923] Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: You must have forgotten to enclose the enclosure you mentioned, Mother. I stopped the cold effectively. So I will come down unless notified to the contrary. I should like to see either Peer Gynt of the Moscow Art Theater. The latter won't be in N. Y. much longer, so if it appeals to you, it ought to be worth while. Everyone is very enthusiastic. If not, let's see Peer Gynt. Also "Six Characters, etc". I'm sorry about Taxation, Pete. Don't you think there was any chance of passing? Do they flunk an indefinite number? I hope you had better luck than you think. I could smash Riley's bean. I never heard of such a marking system. Some of the kids are trying to persuade me to go and ask him about my mark, because he said he would be glad to explain them, but I'm too proud. It's awful to care and not to care about marks at the same time! I am going to do a Tolerance short topic on Socinus, the founder of Uniterianism. If I had had the sense to do Erasmus I could have combined that with Renaissance, but I didn't think fastenough. Debate preparation will only be three weeks this year. So I think I shall do it. The Penn debate is April 13, and the Williams debate about the twentieth. I wrote to Aunt Bessie that I would not go to Placid, using debate as an excuse. Love, Fannie
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Martinsburgh Oct. 12, 1867 Mr. M. Vassar: Honored Friend, The beautiful book “Vassar College and the Founder” has safely arrived at last and I am delighted with it. I have shown it to a number and the work is universally admired. The particulars you give of the opening of the College year are very interesting. It seems to me like news from home to hear from Vassar. And sometimes when I fall to thinking of it I almost long for wingsthat I might be there. But we live in a practical world, a ...
Show moreMartinsburgh Oct. 12, 1867 Mr. M. Vassar: Honored Friend, The beautiful book “Vassar College and the Founder” has safely arrived at last and I am delighted with it. I have shown it to a number and the work is universally admired. The particulars you give of the opening of the College year are very interesting. It seems to me like news from home to hear from Vassar. And sometimes when I fall to thinking of it I almost long for wingsthat I might be there. But we live in a practical world, a “working-day would” and wings are not given us till we change this practical for the etherial. And oh! how much there is to be done in the world! What a mighty mission for every one! It seems sensitive, if one spends a life from without harming any one or doing one wrong act, still if he be simply negative and silently idle when life has such a million calls, then great is his crime, in the eyes of angels and God. May you live long to enjoy the fulfillments of your life-hopes. With the best wishes I am Your young Friend Sarah L. Stilson
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Rome, April 18. 1880 My Dear Carrie I was very glad to hear [throug to?] your very welcome letter, that you are still in the “land of the living,” and that you still enjoy “[free?]” and the “good things of this world” as well as in the days of “auld lang syne “ at [...]. Yes, I should be most delighted to see you at my house in Cincinnati, but I am afraid it is beyond my power, as I should have to travel night & day to reach there before you. Yes, I have been abroad now nearly a year, - a...
Show moreRome, April 18. 1880 My Dear Carrie I was very glad to hear [throug to?] your very welcome letter, that you are still in the “land of the living,” and that you still enjoy “[free?]” and the “good things of this world” as well as in the days of “auld lang syne “ at [...]. Yes, I should be most delighted to see you at my house in Cincinnati, but I am afraid it is beyond my power, as I should have to travel night & day to reach there before you. Yes, I have been abroad now nearly a year, - a year in June - We traveled during the summer, - we was my sister, brother & his wife and myself - in Sept. my brother went home, while my sister & I spent the winter near Paris. This spring we have spent in travelling in Spain and as far in Italy as Naples, so your letter reached us, as you feared, neither in Boston nor Cincinnati but here in Rome. It seems almost like a dream to hear about the girls at Vassar, so many of the girls that we know so well have left. I have heard from one there for two years at least - Why did you leave? - You were so sure of going through & graduating in the same class with Blanche [...], that I surely thought you would do so, and had heard nothing to the contrary. Do you remember Miss O’Leary? I wonder if she is still as sweet as ever and if she ever studied to be a Dr. as she said she was going to do - How I wish that I was going to see you and talk over “old times,” but since that cannot be, I hope that I may see you again sometimes in [Cin?] and in the mean time, and if you care to write, I hope you will realize how gladly I will receive any [...]s from you. My address here is Lovingly Care of Monroe & Co. Your old friend & chum Bankers of the 47 Paris Helen Rawson
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Dear Em: How many of the buildings do you know? I think you might write me in a while. When I was home I wrote every week. Am turning into a regular grind this semester. Something awful! Manse. [Katherine Manson Marshall, VC 1910][Printed: POST CARD] [Postmarked: POUGHKEEPSIE, N.Y. 1--30 PM FEB 11-10] Miss Emma Stewart Box 632 c / o M. [C?] Steward Virginia Minn. [g. Mary Thom. Lovejoy (VC 1939)]
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Vassar College. Feb 15 - 10 Dearest Mother - I am not going to New York this week, especially as you prefer that I should not. Two dozen lovely red roses came from Annapolis today, with Judge’s card. Was it not thoughtful of him? They are quite fresh. Almost every one has flowers today, andchapel was full of them tonight. I like this sample very much indeed, Mother. I cannot think of any thing now which ought to be sent ahead. This can only be a line because I have too much work to do for...
Show moreVassar College. Feb 15 - 10 Dearest Mother - I am not going to New York this week, especially as you prefer that I should not. Two dozen lovely red roses came from Annapolis today, with Judge’s card. Was it not thoughtful of him? They are quite fresh. Almost every one has flowers today, andchapel was full of them tonight. I like this sample very much indeed, Mother. I cannot think of any thing now which ought to be sent ahead. This can only be a line because I have too much work to do for tomorrow. The entire afternoon was taken up with going to Mrs K’s office, dressing for gymclass drill, bathing and a trip to the infirmary. At that rate not much is done. Besides, they gave us such an extremely strenuous class drill that we are all exhausted, which is not the best thing. I could not find my overshoes after dinner, which made me late in starting for chapel. I ran the entire way and caught up with the “main body” but forty girls were shut out. I was the fortieth. We all managed to get into the gallery, however before they closed those doors, and I think our excused will be accepted. I love you both so much, dear ones. Tonight is almost homesick, but it is because I am tired. Lovingly, Harriet. Monday night.
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Aaron, Fannie -- to Mother, Father, and Pete, n.d. [postmarked March 8, 1920]
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[postmarked 8 march 1920] Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I have not time to write much today. My long-hoped for English conference comes in a few minutes. I got a good deal done yesterday, but not as much as I had hoped for. I will have a great deal to do today. No one can see Miss Smith today, as luck would have it. Nevertheless I am going to the station this afternoon and take my chances on getting permission to get away all right and order my berth. Miss Landon was not home yesterday...
Show more[postmarked 8 march 1920] Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I have not time to write much today. My long-hoped for English conference comes in a few minutes. I got a good deal done yesterday, but not as much as I had hoped for. I will have a great deal to do today. No one can see Miss Smith today, as luck would have it. Nevertheless I am going to the station this afternoon and take my chances on getting permission to get away all right and order my berth. Miss Landon was not home yesterday afternoon. I met Lucy on campus yesterday. She has had a great desire all year to sleep in Helen's and Ruth's doubledecker bed, and Saturday night her wish was fulfilled. She fell out of the top in her sleep and got pretty badly banged up, but not hurt. She says she is going to pack my trunk and go to the station with me. We ill see. Her good-will is might nice, but it is a joke. I had hoped to have you special delivery letter before going to town, but it is not here yet. Has Aunt Hattie's "Horace" a vocabulary? Answer if you can. If it is, I will not have to bring my dictionary home. I will have so many books anyhow. Love,
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Half-length picture of oil painting of Elias L. Magoon as a mature man wearing a ring, black bow tie, white shirt and black suit with watch chain. He is holding a handkerchief in his right hand and eyelasses in his left hand. The painting was done by Samuel F.B. Morse, and is housed in the Frances Lehman Loeb Art Center at Vassar College.
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Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: This is a borrowed typewritter, which means that all mistakes are to be excused. I was offered a fifteen page typewriting job, but I simply have not got the time for anything like that. The girl was desperate, so I lent her my machine. I am so busy and in such a constant state of sleepiness and dopiness that I get nothing accomplished and continue to have stacks to do. Thank goodness it will be over soon, or I am sure I would not last to the end of the term. I...
Show moreDear Mother, Father, and Pete: This is a borrowed typewritter, which means that all mistakes are to be excused. I was offered a fifteen page typewriting job, but I simply have not got the time for anything like that. The girl was desperate, so I lent her my machine. I am so busy and in such a constant state of sleepiness and dopiness that I get nothing accomplished and continue to have stacks to do. Thank goodness it will be over soon, or I am sure I would not last to the end of the term. I had a conference with Miss Kitchel this morning. She thinks I show considerable improvement, part cularly since I came back. I am quite sure that I can make the necessary improvement in my writing by keeping tab on myself, withouttaking a writing course. I went to see Miss White in her office hour today, but she was not there. The second language does not worry me in the least, only I don't want to take it. I fully intend to take an exam next fall. A big math quiz will take place tomorrow. Here is hoping I will soon get some work off my hands. Love, [Fannie] [May 18]
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Vassar College Fifty-eighth Annual Commencement June 12, 1923ORGAN RECITAL by E. Harold Geek, College Organist at ten o'clock PROGRAM Choral ... ... ... ... ... Jongen Coprifuoco, from the Sicillian Suite ... Mauro-Cottone Concert Toccato in C ... ... ... Purcell Mansfield Sketches ... ... ... ... E. S. Barnes Shining Shore (Prelude on the Gospel Hymn-tune by George F. Root) Esquisse Prelude on Rhosymedre ... ... ... Vaughan Williams (Welsh Hymn-tune by J. D. Edwards) COMMENCEMENT...
Show moreVassar College Fifty-eighth Annual Commencement June 12, 1923ORGAN RECITAL by E. Harold Geek, College Organist at ten o'clock PROGRAM Choral ... ... ... ... ... Jongen Coprifuoco, from the Sicillian Suite ... Mauro-Cottone Concert Toccato in C ... ... ... Purcell Mansfield Sketches ... ... ... ... E. S. Barnes Shining Shore (Prelude on the Gospel Hymn-tune by George F. Root) Esquisse Prelude on Rhosymedre ... ... ... Vaughan Williams (Welsh Hymn-tune by J. D. Edwards) COMMENCEMENT EXERCISES at ten thirty o'clock THE ACADEMIC PROCESSION Marche Pontificale, from the First Symphony ... Widor INVOCATION The Reverend Henry Evertson Cobb THE ADDRESS The Creative College President Henry Noble MacCracken PIANO: Allegro molto moderato, from the Concerto in A minor. Grieg (with Organ accompaniment) Lucille Wallace, 1923 THE CONFERRING OF DEGREES Choral in A minor ... ... ... ... Franck THE ANNOUNCEMENTS HYMN No. 57 (Tune: St. Anne) ... ... ... ... William Croft Our God, our help in ages past, Before the hills in order stood, Our hope for years to come, Or earth recieved her frame, Our shelter from the stormy blast From everlasting Thou are God, And our eternal home: To endless years the same. Under the shadow of They throne A thousand ages in Thy sight Thy saints have dwelt secure; Are like an evening gone; Sufficient in Thine arm alone, Short as the watch that ends the night And our defence is sure. Before the rising sun. Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be Thou our guard while troubles last, And our eternal home. Amen Isaac Watts. THE BENEDICTION THE RECESSIONAL Toccata in F major ... ... ... ... BachCANDIDATES FOR THE MASTER'S DEGREE Ellisabeth Wheeler Amen, A.B., Vassar College, 1907 Thesis: An Experimental Study of the Auditory Memory After-Image in Relation to College Records. Margaret Sykes Child, A. B., Vassar College, 1921 Thesis: A Statistical Investigation of the "Artistic Temperament" and Its Application to a Group of Nineteenth Century English Artists. Claire Emilie Leveque, A.B., Carleton College, 1922 Thesis: The History and Influence of Shakespeare in France. CANDIDATES FOR THE BACCALAUREATE DEGREE WITH HONORS Fannie Hamburger Aaron Frances DeWolf Kellogg Ruth Goodwin Anthony Margaret Davis Lyon Esther Holden Averill Jocelyn Elizabeth McDonough Lois Margerie Barclay Doris Marks Alice Bell Amy Jessup Moore Beatrice Bend Bishop Dorothy Mary Punderson Elizabeth Bradlee Janet Ruth Scott Elizabeth Brock Martha Shouse Margaret Ireland Cheney Sybil Smith Lorna Delano Ruth Mary Updegraff Jean Duncan Lucille Wallace Phyllis Axtell Harman Catherine Ross Wilson Ethel Elizabeth Hirsch Harvia Hastings Wilson Anne Louise Kasten Louise Morgan Zabriskie WITH HONORABLE MENTION Mary Florence Bennet Helen Clara Hohl Elizabeth Robinson Brownell Eleanor Hope Helen Catherince Campbell Rebecca Earl Kiernan Helen Baldwin Clark Leetta McWilliams Jane Revere Coolidge Josephine Marple Frances Benton Cooper Elizabeth Bartlett Morgan Dorothy Deyo Elspeth Nicolson Phyllis Dixon Elizabeth Richards Otis Katharine Gray Dodge Olive Watkins Ellen Devereux Engelhard Edith Stephens Wetmore Frances Patterson Faust Margaret Louise Weyerhaeuser Helen Stuart Garrison Jean Cameron White Marion Scovell Harris Mary Blythe Winslow Margaret Vance Hay Therese Workum Dorothy Alexander Heinlein
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Aaron, Fannie -- to Mother, Father, and Pete, [May 20, 1923]
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[20 May 1923] Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Spent most of yesterday on my Sem. Topic, but didn't advance very speedily. I have written thirty pages. I guess it will be about one hundred when I finish. Was interrupted several times by the appearance at my window of Helen and Dick, but I was just as glad to get away from the typewriter for a little while, Richard rented Charlie's (Lodge head-waiter) auto for the day, so we got an exciting ride to town and back before lunch! Leon...
Show more[20 May 1923] Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Spent most of yesterday on my Sem. Topic, but didn't advance very speedily. I have written thirty pages. I guess it will be about one hundred when I finish. Was interrupted several times by the appearance at my window of Helen and Dick, but I was just as glad to get away from the typewriter for a little while, Richard rented Charlie's (Lodge head-waiter) auto for the day, so we got an exciting ride to town and back before lunch! Leon Falk is also here for the week-end with Jane. I happened to bump into them on campus. Jane asked me if I would let her in the side door about mid-night and sleep in Elizabeth's room. I told her I would be asleep. It wouldn't hurt her to get in when she is supposed to--besides which, i didn't care to put myself out for her. The Juniors gave the Seniors a stunt party in Students' last night. It was spendid, particularly the take-off of the rehearsal of a faculty play. Heard a splendid sermon by Rev. Johnston Ross, this AM. I never was aware of the fact that today is an important Christian holi-day. He announced at the conclusion of his sermon thtat there would be a cummunion service, and I feared I had gotten into the wrong place, but then he relieved me by announcing that the college would march out, as usual, and those who cared to would reassemble! Love, Fannie I wrote Louise a stupid letter today. I feared she would not consider my formal "regrets" enough.
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Aaron, Fannie -- to Mother, Father, and Pete, May 12,1923
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May 12, 1923 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Questions and answers:--I haven't gotten the shoes yet. The tennis shoes are fine, except that they need tightening in the heels. I certainly prefer sleeping in my room unless the noise drives me out, as it must be impossibly hot and stuffy in the third floor, and I have always considered the airiness of my room the best part of it. However, if the noise is too bad I suppose the only thing to do is to sleep three, in which case if Pete's...
Show moreMay 12, 1923 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: Questions and answers:--I haven't gotten the shoes yet. The tennis shoes are fine, except that they need tightening in the heels. I certainly prefer sleeping in my room unless the noise drives me out, as it must be impossibly hot and stuffy in the third floor, and I have always considered the airiness of my room the best part of it. However, if the noise is too bad I suppose the only thing to do is to sleep three, in which case if Pete's bed is more comfortable than the other, I certainly prefer Pete's. I can't see why he should have the noise any more than I. Am enclosing a Commencement calendar. Go to all you are eligible for. I'll take care of the rest of the family and can be with everybody every meal but Tuesday night, when we have oure[sic] farewell dinner. How in the dickens do you "get invited" to a trustees' luncheon?Third Hall was interrupted by a storm last night. It had warmed up, but so much that it was evident that it would storm. Even before the rain started, which was in the third scene, the wind was blowing so furiously and the trees were swishing so that the voices were carried to the lake instead of the audience will be able to give it tonight, though. At least it hasn't rained for two hours, and I think has stopped for good. Worked on my Tolerance topic all morning, and then took Eleanor Wolfe and Emmie Rie to lunch at the Inn. I had a delightful two hours with them, although I would have enjoyed it more had I been able to chuck Ellie. Emmie is certainly a very delightful and interesting girl, even though she insisted on misinterpretating several things I said, to my very decided annoyance. Her comments on Pittsburgh were dlightful. She said among other things that you couldn't miss the fact that the Spears had been around the world, no matter where you started, you always ended there! Would that I could speak French as she speaks English! She told me that she had heard Lord Robert Cecil with you. Why did you keep it so dark? Helen Stern and her fiancee may be up tomorrow. Going to finish Tolerance topic tonight.
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Riggs, Austin Fox, 1876-1940 -- Memorial Minute:
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Baldwin, Jane North, Langner, Helen P., Thompson, C. Mildred
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AUSTIN FOX RIGGS 1876 - iauo In the death of Dr. Austen Fox Riggs of Stockbridge, Massachusetts, March 5, l9hO, the Faculty of Vassar College lost a distinguished and helpful colleague. He was appointed Lecturer and Consultant in Mental Hygiene at Vassar in the spring of l92h, and with the cooperation of members of his staff of the Riggs Foundation at Stockbridge he continued to serve in this capacity until his death. Under the direction of Dr. Riggs, Vassar became a pioneer in recognizing...
Show moreAUSTIN FOX RIGGS 1876 - iauo In the death of Dr. Austen Fox Riggs of Stockbridge, Massachusetts, March 5, l9hO, the Faculty of Vassar College lost a distinguished and helpful colleague. He was appointed Lecturer and Consultant in Mental Hygiene at Vassar in the spring of l92h, and with the cooperation of members of his staff of the Riggs Foundation at Stockbridge he continued to serve in this capacity until his death. Under the direction of Dr. Riggs, Vassar became a pioneer in recognizing the importance and even the necessity of psychiatric services in the diagnosis and treatment of problems of young people. Through his skillful aid many of our students who suffered from difficulties of maladjustment, from emotional instability or other disorders of a psychiatric nature received from him diagnosis and constructive rehabilitation. During these years, 192h to l9hO, many members of our college community came under the healing and stimulating guidance of Dr. Riggs, and those of us who were not his patients but his fellow-workers have had continuing benefit from his sane and invigorating attitude towards life and its problems. Dr. Riggs, the son of a physician, was born in Ger- many while his parents were residing abroad. He was graduated from Harvard College and from the College of Physicians and Surgeons of Columbia University, and took post-graduate study at Johns Hopkins Medical School in Baltimore. He founded and remained until his death the head of the Riggs Foundation in Stock- bridge, established for the free treatment of patients who needed psychiatric care and who were unable to bear the expense. Many members of Vassar College have been privileged to benefit by the treat- ment and care thus afforded by the Riggs Foundation. This is but one tangible expression of the generosity in giving of himself without stint which was the dominating characteristic of Dr. Riggs. His method of thrapy was one which was based pri- marily on regard for the person as a whole, on a philosophy of life which was strongly social, not I 1 1 i ! i 1 I i I ? I AUSTIN FOX RIGGS (Continued) individualistic, and which combined a strictly scientific training with a rarely humane and sym- pathetic understanding of people. His books written for the general public, "Intelligent Living", "Just Nerves" and "Play", are the embodiment of his own rich living and boundless generosity of spirit. We are grateful for what he was and for what he did, and feel a just pride in the distinction he conferred upon Vassar College in associating himself with us. His friends and colleagues at Vassar will long hold him in grateful remembrance. Jane North Baldwin Helen P. Langner C. Mildred Thompson X - 159 l /
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Aaron, Fannie -- to Mother, Father, and Pete, February 11,1921
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February 11, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: There is not much to tell you, after my voluminous letter of last night. I sent the bill to you by mistake, Pete. I hope you had sense enough to send it to the right destination. Two laundry cases have come since I came back, Mother. I sent it to Mrs. Madden last Wednesday again. I wasted an hour studying for a chem quiz this morning. It was quite unnecessary. I am going to quit studying that stuff. It doesn't do any good anynow. I just...
Show moreFebruary 11, 1921 Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: There is not much to tell you, after my voluminous letter of last night. I sent the bill to you by mistake, Pete. I hope you had sense enough to send it to the right destination. Two laundry cases have come since I came back, Mother. I sent it to Mrs. Madden last Wednesday again. I wasted an hour studying for a chem quiz this morning. It was quite unnecessary. I am going to quit studying that stuff. It doesn't do any good anynow. I just walked off campus with Lucy. She is suffering from a desire to do something and not being able to do anything except fool--she had drops in her eyes. I am going to spend the afternoon working on debate. Otherwise I know nothing new, except that the Albert Shop sent me a while sweater this morning which I haven't tried on yet. Fannie
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William Spring -- to Jasper Parrish, 1809 Aug 24
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Bath 24th August 1809 Dear Sir, There is Elven Indians in this Neighborhood that has been much alarmed by Being shot at the other evening by some hunters (as we suppose) and have lost their horses which they cant find since the Circumstance happened -there is several Hunters living in the neighborhood of Mud Creek where this thing happened who have allwaise been opposed to the Indians hunting on their ground, but the Inhabitants here ant able to prove anything against them - the people in the...
Show moreBath 24th August 1809 Dear Sir, There is Elven Indians in this Neighborhood that has been much alarmed by Being shot at the other evening by some hunters (as we suppose) and have lost their horses which they cant find since the Circumstance happened -there is several Hunters living in the neighborhood of Mud Creek where this thing happened who have allwaise been opposed to the Indians hunting on their ground, but the Inhabitants here ant able to prove anything against them - the people in the village wishes them to hunt and are willing to help them in finding their horses - the Bearer cant Satisfyed without coming to see you and wished some person to write a line of course was willing to Satisfy them and will do anything to help them to find out who has troubled them- I am with esteem &c William Spring Capt ParishWilliam Spring letter Augt. 24, 1809Captain Parish Canandaigua
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Bates, Sarah -- to Isabel Treadwell, Jul. 1868:
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Hartford Ct. July 15, 1868. My Dear Belle. I found your letter awaiting me, when I reached home, for I did not return to Boston (am I crazy?- I mean Hartford) until the Tuesday after Commencement. Several of us had been planning for some time before, to stay at the college a few days, to pack, rest, visit &c., and the fact that Mr. Vassar was to be buried Friday quite decided us to remain. - Of course we enjoyed it, and it was much more satisfactory to say "good-bye", at leisure...
Show moreHartford Ct. July 15, 1868. My Dear Belle. I found your letter awaiting me, when I reached home, for I did not return to Boston (am I crazy?- I mean Hartford) until the Tuesday after Commencement. Several of us had been planning for some time before, to stay at the college a few days, to pack, rest, visit &c., and the fact that Mr. Vassar was to be buried Friday quite decided us to remain. - Of course we enjoyed it, and it was much more satisfactory to say "good-bye", at leisure, than in the general hurry and bustle of the breaking up. — In reply to your question with respect to the fitness of continuing our exercises, I have time only to say, that I am sure had you been there you would have taken a different view of it. Mr. Vassar's calm peaceful death, in the midst of his work, or rather when his work was done (for he expected this address to end his business connection with the college) seemed no fitting reason for the suspension of our work, the accomplishment of which we owed to the friends who had come so far. You know we did suspend the exercises of Class Day, really the event of the occasion, and when the first excitement was over, and everything was taken into consideration, everyone of those who have the interests of Vassar College much more at heart than people near Boston felt that Mr. Vassar himself would have said, "Finish your work." - I wish I could tell you about the funeral &c, but that topic must wait, for July 15, 1868 - 2 with the thermometer nearing 100° I cannot talk long, and I have some- thing else I wish particularly to say to you. I'm in "a statte of mind". I am afraid I engaged myself too hastily to Mr. Cushing. And yet, I did the best I could then, and even now, I like the idea of being at H better than anywhere else. But, Mr. Pratt, of whom I spoke to you, has since offered me $1000.00 at Hightstown, and I have received an offer as preceptress of a largeinstitution of good standing, among friends. And likewise hints of other places, if I were not already engaged. — I have never received a word from Mr. Cushing since I wrote to him - I am in uncertainty what class I am to have beside those in Mathematics, and that I am anxious to know; on looking over the letter I think your interpretation about the ' washing" improbable, and yet there is the possibility. Now, it does seem a pity to take the small sum he offers me, when I am really bothered with much better offers, and yet on the other hand, having decided to go to Auburadalej having arranged all my plans on that basis { having become accustomed to, and pleased with, the idea of being near yourself, Boston, Miss Mitchell, Mary W, &c, I very much incline to go there in spite of all. But hear from Mr. C. I must, for my peace of mind. You said he was about to go away for the summer. Will you have the kindness to tell me the address which will reach him most quickly? And tell me also, frankly, what you should think, and in what light you suppose he would be likely to view it, if X should ask to be released from my engagement with him. X am not at all certain that I should do so even were he willing, and yet it seems like wasting my opportunities to go there. At least I must hear something more definitely from him. — I dislike to trouble you with the matter, but you are there and can judge whether the advantages are such as to justify me in sacrificing $500.00 (for my board at H. will be less than $200.00) which, of course would bring me much comfort. I wish the money difference were less,-* then I should be at my ease. As it is, you will not wonder that X am troubled, particularly as a yearly difference of $500.00 will soon make quite a difference, in my stock. — How is your sister succeeding in her plan? It does not seem to be the intention of any of my friends to send their daughters away for the coming
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Kiliani, Lillian -- to grandmother, Apr. 1873:
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Baden, April 27th, 1873 Dear Grandmother! I received your last letter on Thursday and was very glad to get it. I wrote to Mary Sickles about two weeks ago, and I expect a letter from Rose soon. I would like a letter from Percy, but I have no time to write first, but I would answer a letter from him if I got one, besides I was to see if he has made any progress. There is a young American lady here, from Cleveland, Ohio, knows Eva White and she has heard of your Golden Wedding, but she had...
Show moreBaden, April 27th, 1873 Dear Grandmother! I received your last letter on Thursday and was very glad to get it. I wrote to Mary Sickles about two weeks ago, and I expect a letter from Rose soon. I would like a letter from Percy, but I have no time to write first, but I would answer a letter from him if I got one, besides I was to see if he has made any progress. There is a young American lady here, from Cleveland, Ohio, knows Eva White and she has heard of your Golden Wedding, but she had forgotten the name. She had been at Vassar and she like it very much; she hastold me so much about it, that I want to go dreadfully badly, and if Papa has money enough, when we get back to America, which I think he will, I am going, to give a finishing touch to Latin and music, and learn some Greek, Algebra, Rhetoric and Astronomy. Was not there some talk of Ms. Sickels bringing Lydian and the girls over to Europe this year? It would be nice if they came and left the girls here with me. I suppose I shall stay her until we go back to America, as I like the school and the girls very much. I am going to begin to draw heads. I am very glad about it, because they are much more interesting to draw thanplain landscapes. Please do not write anything to mama or papa about it, because I want to surprise them, when I go to Gotha in the summer vacation. Aprils is a dreadful month here; yesterday it snowed dreadfully one minute, and the sun came out and shone very brightly the next. We don't have such sudden changes, at least in America, as here. Miss Cowles and I were talking about American eating the other day, and I was so surprised, she said they had dried beef in Cleveland too, I thought that was only to be had in Chester County. Give my love to grandpapa, Becky, and all inquiring friends from your affectionate granddaughter. Lilian Taylor
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DeWitt, Nettie -- to mother, May 16, 1894:
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Vassar. Wednesday, May 16. (1894, My dearest Mamma: "Another beautiful day11. It seems as the* there was no end to them here, and how I wish that ;you were here to enjoy them with me. Yesterday I went over and had my gingham fitted, and virtuously refused to go Into town with Nan. But when night came and I had been to a very nice art lecture in chapel, I wasted a whole hour or more. It is always hard to study after an art lecture. Sunday afternoon as I wrote you I went out under the...
Show moreVassar. Wednesday, May 16. (1894, My dearest Mamma: "Another beautiful day11. It seems as the* there was no end to them here, and how I wish that ;you were here to enjoy them with me. Yesterday I went over and had my gingham fitted, and virtuously refused to go Into town with Nan. But when night came and I had been to a very nice art lecture in chapel, I wasted a whole hour or more. It is always hard to study after an art lecture. Sunday afternoon as I wrote you I went out under the pineswith Bingley and we staid there three mortal hours. 1 wrote letters and took a nap lying on the blankets and soft pine needles. Ia the evening after prayer meeting I went to call on one of the teachers, and then in to see a Wellesley girl, >94, who was her visiting her sister, Ida Kruse ,'96, the one whaan I went to N.Y. with. She was very pleasant. Monday I had my usual walk with Kate and It seemed very good to have her back again. Yesterday X had a lovely long letter from Flo in which she begged me to come to A.A. on my way home for a day or two. What do you say to my stopping over for a day? It Is only two hours out from Detroit you know. Must to work so good morning. Lots of love to you and all from Yours Nette. (Nettie (Brand) Do Witt, ex-'96,
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Warner, Martha S. -- to brother, Oct. 1866:
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Vassar Collage Oct. 29. 1866. My dear Brother, Don't think it was forgetfulness that caused me to pass over last Wednesday without writing to you. The truth is that my eyes were sore and I couldn't. I think I took a little cold in them or something, but I let them rest a day or two, and they quietly subsided, and are now restored to their former place in my esteem. I am full of news for you, and don't know where to begin, unless with myself, of course the most important thing....
Show moreVassar Collage Oct. 29. 1866. My dear Brother, Don't think it was forgetfulness that caused me to pass over last Wednesday without writing to you. The truth is that my eyes were sore and I couldn't. I think I took a little cold in them or something, but I let them rest a day or two, and they quietly subsided, and are now restored to their former place in my esteem. I am full of news for you, and don't know where to begin, unless with myself, of course the most important thing. We are organized William! That is to say the Junior class are. For some days we have been reviling the importance of our following that most delightful of all College classes, a class organization.So Louise Blatchley and I deputed by the class, took our lives in our hands and went to see the President last Saturday night. He was as gracious and mild as a lamb, and said yes immediately, after which he made us a little speech and we departed. That same evening we called the class together and elected the following officers. Glover C. E. Pres. M. P. Rhoades Vice Pres. A. M. Ely Sec. C.P. Leland Treas. S. Starr Historian, S. L. Blatchley Poet, M. W. Whitney Prophetess, A. L. Baker, I Carter, M. S. Warner Executive Committee. I think it will make our class pleasanter than ever. We have already determined to be distinguished women. Not "women's rights" you know, but famous in some way. We have obtained our object and are to have a course of lectures, the best that can be obtained. I think we shall have about six - Minnie has written to Mr. Pierson. I hope he will come. I wish we could getDr. McLeod to lecture on Highland poetry - Tom McGraw's eldest brother was married on last Teusday, and Saturday we received a box from Tom, containing a large amount of wedding cake. I never saw so much together before. We didn't treat it slightingly in the least I assure you. Yesterday I devoted myself principally to hickory nuts and wedding cake. He sent it in a beautiful box which Minnie says I am to have. How I wish some one would be married every week, and treat us as well, although perhaps continued treatment of that kind might not be beneficial. Of course I didn't mean that it was more than I had seen at weddings, but only sent away. Mr. & Mrs. McGraw are coming here before long. We finish our Williams today, for which I am devoutly thankful. Williams is our book of French phrases translated into English and has no comparison for stupidity. He bid us an affecting adieu, and saysthat we shall see each other no more - I suppose that he does not make any calculation for reviews. Did I ever tell you that our riding teacher is a Baron. He was compelled to leave Poland several years ago on account of political sentiments, and like most of the foreign exiles, supports himself by teaching his accomplishments. His wife, who is a Philadelphian lady assists him. She always calls him "Baron" which would seem to me a miserable affectation if it were not than he owns a jawbreaking name, which no civilized American would ever dream of pronouncing - Our hickory nuts are last disappearing under the hammer - I am afraid that they will never see the Holidays. Mr. Ballard's sermon must have been very good - How much I would give to see and hear him. Dr. Raymond is by no means interesting as a preacher. Give a great deal of love to all the girls you see. Has Mr. Pease been at our house since we left? How does he progress at the Hawleys? I would be delighted if he would carry off Lucy. Have you seen Mr. & Mrs. James? I think you had better be married. I see no objection on the score of age -I am going to write to Mother too, so I'll bid you farewell - I'll try not to skip another Wednesday - Good bye dear. Your loving sister Mattie S. Warner
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Warner, Martha S. -- to Will, Jun. 1866:
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Vassar College. June 24, 1866. Dear Will, I thought I might as well write once more before leaving here, especially as I desire to congratulate you upon your advanced age. Really mon frere, you are growing old with such rapidity that I expect to regard you with some what of awe and reverence, and to consider "my brother's judgment" as very weighty. Not an insinuation that it was of no weight heretofore, but as "a hoary head is a crown of glory", so every advancing...
Show moreVassar College. June 24, 1866. Dear Will, I thought I might as well write once more before leaving here, especially as I desire to congratulate you upon your advanced age. Really mon frere, you are growing old with such rapidity that I expect to regard you with some what of awe and reverence, and to consider "my brother's judgment" as very weighty. Not an insinuation that it was of no weight heretofore, but as "a hoary head is a crown of glory", so every advancing year adds one point to form the crown. How glad I shall be to distinguish your face among those waiting for friends at the depot, next Thursday. We are calculating upon your galantry you see. Be sure that we havenot counted upon you in vain. We now expect to reach home Thursday night, or rather afternoon, at about half past five. Possibly we may be delayed until Friday, at the same hour, therefore don't break your hearts if we are not there the first day, but I shall mine. Our room is in the most gorgeous confusion imaginable. Yesterday I undertook to pack, and brought out all my dresses, folded them, rolled them, laid them on the floor, sat down on Minnie's trunk and looked at them. After a while, in sheer desperation, I tucked every thing back again to wait till Monday. I am going to do it however, because if I never begin, I shall never know how. Prof. Tenney gave us a delightful lecture in Bible class this A.M., showing our duty to God as revealed in Nature. I wish you knew him. Will, I knowyou would like him exceedingly. He and Prof. Knapp are our men. Poor Prof. Knapp is killing himself just as fast as he can. He is worn out and sick, under the doctor's care, yet he persists at coming out here every day. Thursday he gave our Latin class a lecture on "Comparative Philology," when he had to carry his chair to and fro, to sit down, when he wanted to write on the board. Two or three times he stood up leaning on a pointer, when it seemed as if he would surely fall. I hope he won't come back next fall till he is quite rested and well. Prof. Tenney is well and strong, his work takes him out of doors so much. He is a noble man. I wish you could see little Sannie, only two and a half, and yet he knows more about birds and ether animals than I do. For instance the other day I was in there and a bird began to sing near the window and Sannie shouted "Bot-o-Link!" I hadno idea what it was, but Prof, said that he was right. He cried so for turtles that they stopped bringing them late the house. Won't you be glad to see us again? If not you are a gony, and I don't want to see you a bit. Its hot as peper sauce today, and Minnie after walking to Po'keepsie yesterday, is determined to walk to Sunset Hill. I only hope she won't find any companion, for it will surely make her sick. I guess she won't go - Its a perfect shame that we have not seen any more of the beautiful places around here, but we have never been outside grounds, except to go to that horrible Poughkeepsie. Next year I'm going over the river, a sort of Utopia for botanists. By the way I've seen the laurel! The last excursionists brought home great loads of it - I think it is the most beautiful flower taken in all its bearings that I ever saw. I must stop now. Can't possibly write a word more. Good bye, dear Your loving sister Mattie
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[postmarked 24 Nove 1922] Dear Mother: Received your doctor letter this afternoon, and shall answer it before going to the debate. If I should keep reasonably quiet during the period of treatment, as you say, I think it is perfectly ridiculous to come home for vacation. The only way I could do it would be not to go our at all. Also, if Dr. Z prefers Furniss to Sanes and you agree with him, that settles it. I had not thought about having to stay after Christmas vacation, but it is a good...
Show more[postmarked 24 Nove 1922] Dear Mother: Received your doctor letter this afternoon, and shall answer it before going to the debate. If I should keep reasonably quiet during the period of treatment, as you say, I think it is perfectly ridiculous to come home for vacation. The only way I could do it would be not to go our at all. Also, if Dr. Z prefers Furniss to Sanes and you agree with him, that settles it. I had not thought about having to stay after Christmas vacation, but it is a good suggestion of yours, so I shall certainly stay for Thanksgiving. I will have plenty of work to do, and there will certainly be lots more people here than Spring vacation last year--and since I wasn't lonesome then, I certainly couldn't be now. It will be a good rest and I will be glad of a chance to read some. I am glad Henrietta will be out of the way. Perhaps we can then manage Atlantic for a little while. This is my definite decision then--if you and Dr. Z are agreed that Dr. F. is the thing for Christmas vacation, I certainly don't want to do anything else. The possibility of feeling well once - again sounds so wonderful to me that vacation at home is very insignificant compared to that. In fact, I feel quite sure that it is the only thing to do. I am enclosing the only letter I have gotten from Dorothy all year. Do you think she expects me on the strength of that? R. S. V. P. I answered it about two weeks later, so she owes me a letter. I have a feeling that she probably figured--"Helen can't come--Teddy has no vacation--so if she still thinks she's expected, she'll write, otherwise I'm pretty busy and would just as soon not have company". Don't you think so? Please return the letter. Please let me as soon as you have heard from Dr. F. and have arrived at definite conclusions yourself. Don't use that excuse about wanting to see plays--it's too artificial. Just don't make any at all if you possibly can. Call this my Friday's letter--there won't be anything new tomorrow. Love, Fannie2537 Brookfield Ave. Baltimore Md. Sept 26th 1922 Dear Fann<y>ie, We have the apartment - plenty of room and we have the furniture, - not overmuch of this, still, enough if you will condescend to grace it by your presence for thanksgiving vacation. I have been tramp-ing Baltimore for dear life. About three days before Mother arrived on the scene of action I had found the place and obtained furniture estimates in millions of furniture stores. Today we signed the lease for the apartment and bought the furniture. A good days work n'est ce pas? Especially good in spending money. Tomorrow we will getkitchen utensils, china, and glass. We looked at china to day and Mother insisted that it must come from Pittsburgh when we asked for it. Unfortunately neither of us could remember the name of your con-cern, so we may have to have other brands. We cannot move in till the day after tomorrow be-cause we won't have the furniture till then. Happy New Year. How did you enjoy the [deries] in Carnegie Hall? Mother is staying at the Stafford Hotel. I am writing this there. I have met some of my classmates and I learn that we have been mown down from 92 [to] 79. I hope they dont keep on at that rate. Well, best love and a kiss, Dorothy
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Aaron, Fannie -- to Mother, Father, and Pete, April 21,1920
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April 21, 1920. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I cannot send my laundry home until a telescope comes. Or do you want me to buy one of those frail ones here? Dr. T. told me last night to stay at Metcalf until "I have my legs working a little better". It is very comfortable there. I have a corner single, with a steamer chair out on my porch, so I think I will stay there until I feel as well as I did when i left home. The medicine came. I showed her the prescription. She said it is...
Show moreApril 21, 1920. Dear Mother, Father, and Pete: I cannot send my laundry home until a telescope comes. Or do you want me to buy one of those frail ones here? Dr. T. told me last night to stay at Metcalf until "I have my legs working a little better". It is very comfortable there. I have a corner single, with a steamer chair out on my porch, so I think I will stay there until I feel as well as I did when i left home. The medicine came. I showed her the prescription. She said it is very similar to what she has been giving me. It looks and smells like Dr. Funness's. I go to Miss Wells this afternoon for any necessary help before the quizz. Miss Wylie lectures to the Freshmen eighth hour. How long do you want me to continue telegraphing? Another glorious spring day. I have to beat it over to Metcalf for lunch now. I don't feel quite as well as yesterday, but still much better than Saturday and Sunday. Love,
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Aaron, Fannie -- to Mother and Father, n.d. [postmarked April 26, 1921]
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Aaron, Fannie
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n.d. [postmarked 1921-04-26]
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[postmarked 26 Apr 1921] Dear Mother and Father: Writing on a Remington doesn't seem to [??]at all in my line any more. I don't feel much better today. I got some pills from Dr. Baldwin which I don't expect will help me any. Does the Doctoer want me to go back to argryol. R. S. V. P.
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