Letter, Kate Gleason to James Gleason
A letter from Kate Gleason to her brother, James Gleason. Kate informs Jim that their friend, Emma Michel, is upset with him for not saying goodbye to her when he left for college and advises him to apologize. Kate asks about Jim’s classes at Cornell and tells him about her dog, Grover, being taken by a man named Jacobi and her attempts to retrieve him.
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William Gleason,
Manufacturer of Machinists Tools,
Office, Brown’s Race,
Rochester, N.Y., January 6th. 1889
Dear Jim,-
It seems you forgot to say good-bye to Emma and Father
and Andrew. Emma is pretty mad about it and the others are like-
wise mad. Emma said you told her you would be over Wednesday af-
ternoon and she waited for you therefore many hours. I told her
that I supposed your tender parting with Mother might have rattled
you so to speak hence your awful forgetfulness of her. Mother af-
terwards told Emma about the aforesaid parting with you and Emma ad-
mitted to me that there might be some excuse for you and if you wrote
to her in Detroit that you are all broken up about it, there might be
still some hope for you, -otherwise you will henceforward be two. She
does’nt know that I am transmitting this decision to you so when you
write her care of Mrs. P. Sclick 162 Henry St., Detroit, Mich. it will
be because your anguished spirit induced you to do it not through any
friendly warning of mine. As to Father and Andrew they may worry
along without an apology.
How does trigonometry strike you? Let me
know what sort of luck you have on the prelims.
I am plunged in con-
siderable gloom myself just now and when I tell you that in one short
twenty-four hours I lost you and Emma and Grover you can form some
idea of the depth of the gloom above mentioned. Elinor took Grover
out for a walk Thursday against my express orders for I had become
tired of having my mind all harrowed up with the times she managed to
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lose him. But she took him out just the same and when she returned
she left him outside to gambol about the yard and he protracted the
gambolling until when I came home to tea, he had been gone a couple of
hours. I was pretty tired on account of a Whist-party at Miss Hall’s
the night before together with my grief at loseing you and Emma so I
went to bed directly without waiting up until he should come home.
And he did’nt come home so the next day at noon I went over to see
if he had returned to University Av. I found he had come there the
day before and Jacobi probably thinking I was tired of him had taken
him out of town with him without going through the little formality
of leaving the $15 I had paid for him behind. The landlady thought
it was pretty mean and said she had offered to keep the dog a couple
of weeks if necessary until I should call for him but Jacobi would’nt
leave him. So I went down to call on Judge Keeler. You know he
has’nt made a “crush” on me yet and I guess I must be the only girl
in the cathedral parish who has not been smitten with his charms so
I smiled on him enough to make him think I was just about to be added
to his list of victims and he promised to arrest Jacobi and the dog
for me if they could possibly be found. But I hav’nt much hope.
I’ll send you some money this week. Hope to hear from
you by Tuesday.
Lovingly Yours,
Kate Gleason