Family Letter dated Sept 28th, 1798 |
The following letter was written on September 28, 1798 from the Connecticut Western Reserve by James A. Harper
Think of this man at 23, writing back to Harpersfield, New York, just 18 days after his fathers death.
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Transcription (not incl. Address page) | The letter has been imaged in 4 parts. The original is one sheet, front and back, with the left hand of the front page used as an address, written vertically rather than horizontally on the page (like the old tissue-thin foreign air mail sheets of the 1940s and 1950s) The single sheet was then folded in half and then in half again and then in thirds to create its own envelope. |
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Connecticut Western Reserve, 28th Sept. |
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Dr Brother / / Many are the Viscisitudes of life through which I have passed since I saw you how short is it since we were all lively and gay expecting long life and prosperity but how is our expectations blasted in a moment by the Death of my Father fit of sickness when we supposed ourself at security and ease but now are brought to mourn the loss of tender Parent we("we"erased) I wish you to Send directions how we Shall Conduct our business concerning the settlement of the Estate as we are left in a wilderness without Law and as their is some land sold and the time of giving the Deeds is expired I cannot see what can be done at present if it is nessecary that the interest should be apprised you must send word by the first opportunity. |
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I have give Majr Morse an account of the |
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The family are all well and send their respects to you and your family and all friends have pity on me O ye my Friends for the hand of the Lord hath touched me was the language of Job and surely may be applied to us. I remain your affectionate Brother |
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Jams A Harper |
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