Letter, Kate Gleason to James Gleason
A letter from Kate Gleason to her brother, James Gleason. Kate asks Jim about his standing with the yacht club and tells him about an acquaintance’s impressive clothes. She reports on her efforts to deal with employees who are drinking whiskey at work and advises Jim to apologize for not saying goodbye to her friend when he left for college.
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William Gleason,
Manufacturer of Machinists Tools,
Office, Brown’s Race,
Rochester, N.Y., October 4th. 1888
Dear Jim,-
Clum has brought in a bill for brass work on the yacht
bought last May, $5.75 I asked Archie whether it was for you to
pay or for the club and he tells me he thinks you have already paid
it and turned it in on your dues. Wish you would give me some
light on the subject. Do you know whether you are behind in your
dues to the club?
Archie did look stunning yesterday. His fall
overcoat and his suit are evidently made out of the same piece of
broadcloth, at least they are the same shade of delicate fawn and
the fit is superb. You ought to invite him down before it be-
comes too late to wear the suit if you want to astonish the natives
there with your fashionable friends.
It is’nt drizzling to-day. It
only looks as though it were going to drizzle. As a natural conse-
quence of the weather for the last couple of weeks, the foundry yard
is a sea of mud and the men pole themselves across on boards in order
to navigate xxxxxxxxxxx. it. Dan Burns is getting so far along
that he brings his bottle of whiskey to work with him and then he
and Shippy enjoy themselves with it when people are’nt wathing them.
The finances of this concern won’t stand hiring a detective to look
after them and as the manager of the shebang just now, I have instruct-
ed Marriott to discharge Burns the next time he is caught and told
the foundry co. it would be well to demand Trihev’s resignation but
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the foundry is used to such playful little streaks in its men and I
suppose Mr. Allen thinks he would only be jumping from the frying
pan into the fire by discharging him. If you come across any re-
ceipt in your travels for making moulders keep sober and pay their
debts I wish you would carefully preserve it. Gauss is back again
Andrews’ getting on like a house on fire. He thinks Preston is the
most wonderful man in this part of the United States.
Gertrude Nugent called this morning to ask me to soiree at
their house Monday night in honor of her parents’ twenty-third wed-
ding anniversary. She has her opinion of you for failing to bid
her good-bye. Unless I hear from you to the contrary, I will have
manufactured some consoling message for her by Monday night supposed
to be found in one of your letters.
Lovingly,
Kate Gleason