Today I'm posting the second part of the Feb. 19, 1849 letter from Eliza Quitman to her son, Henry. Please send me your comments at firstname.lastname@example.org, and I may post some of them on the Blog next week. It's obvious that this letter was written in 2 parts - 2 separate sittings - which is one reason I posted the 2 parts separately. In the first part of the letter Eliza speaks of how she hasn't heard from Henry, yet in this second part she states she was "quite happy in the receipt of three letters from you."
Tony and Rose have commenced with Miss Marcilly. They walk to school and back - good for their health you will say. John McMurran we never see unless we go to Melrose. Tony and Mary are quite devoted as yet. Today we were made quite happy in the receipt of three letters from you announcing your safe arrival at N.York and Philadelphia. I can well imagine how pleasant it was for you in Charleston. It is truly a charming City. You say you do not feel the cold, you will not be likely to feel it much this winter, but next winter you will be as sensitive to cold as a Northerner. Nevertheless you must be careful not to expose yourself unnecessarily. How did you like your traveling companion Geo Marshall? In your next write me more fully concerning your journey. Poor little Freddy had another one of her chills yesterday, she escaped today but suffers from headaches. I cannot imagine what can give them to her. She is so fat and looks healthy. Tell John Minor I saw his Father and Mother a day or two since - they were in fine health. Father and Sister are going to N.Orleans in a few days. I hope L. will enjoy herself. Father has been employed since his return from Jackson in building me a chicken yard. He got some new ideas upon the subject of raising “poultry” whilst in Jackson from his old friend Mrs. Dickson. I can now have any amount of Poultry and Eggs which you know will be a great thing. He also fixed a long pole ladder or stairs up the large pine tree in the back yard for the Turkies to walk up to roost upon the tree - and such work as we all had to make them go up! It was laughable. There was your Father with a venerable gobbler in his arms going up the tree; Sisters, big and little, Mother, old Sam and Harry and all the youngsters shewing and driving them. You know dear boy I take it for granted that you will feel amused and be interested in all home concerns. Therefore I write of these foolish things. One thing I must advise speak not too freely of your family with strangers and keep your own counsel except in matters of importance.
Father and Sisters send their dear love to you. Heaven keep and preserve you my dear Son and receive the
Warm affection of your