This is a letter from my Grandmother to my Grandfather. I kept the original spelling and punctuation. She just turned 19 and he was 30. I have a packet of correspondence between the two of them for about a year. The correspondence ends abruptly and I understood from my Dad that there was a disagreement of some sort. O.D. went to Alaska with the gold rush for a while. When he came back, they patched things up and were married 20 Jan. 1904.
Envelope addressed to: Mr. O.D. Robertson York, Montana
February 2, 1902
Mr. O.D. Robertson.
My Dear Duncan:-
Your loving letter came to hand last mail was so very, very glad to get it. I suppose you have been looking for one form me. The mail did not get in for over a week and I was so disappointed when they came back and said there was no mail.
It seems like a year since you left. I do wish time would pass more quickly. I am always thinking of you and thinking of the time when I can always be with you. Then I will be happy.
You seem to doubt my word but I will again say That, "I love you" and no other."
I would of liked to be with you to the ball. "Poor Boy" you must have been tiered after playing all night. [Grandpa played the violin at dances]
Lucy [ Maude's next oldest sister who married Fred Draker in 1899] is just teasing me and wanting to read what I am writing but I won't let her just the same. This is the first time they have been up since you left.
Who told you there was a dance at Harve's the 24th? There hasn't been a thing going on since you left. I have had an invitation to a dance in the Falls the fourteenth But do not think I will go as it is so cold and far and I am afraid there will be a Valentine for me. It will be at one of my sisters neighbors.
I will bet you have not been to see any of the Young Ladies up there. Ha! Ha! If I will believe anything you say....
Mittie [Maude's little sister who would have been 4] is all smiles now for she thinks she knows who I am writing to.
I hope you don't freeze this cold weather. I have been blessed with the tooth Ache this cold weather. Am awake every night for two or three hours with them.
I can tell you it is no welcome visitor here.
Mrs. H. Ellis was here all day and now Hattie's [Maude's younger sister who was 13 at this time. Hattie died in 1905 of diphteria, according to Dad] Ernest is here. We tease her so much about him she will hardly speak to him anymore.
I have been no place since you left but to Mrs. Kitchen's.
I would rather stay at home and build air castles of the future. You will not believe me but it is so.
To pass away the time I am piecing quilt blocks and sofa pillows. Here Lucy is again. She is as bad as ever.
I will close with lots of love and a big kiss from your loving little girl.
Goodbye and ans. soon