Showing posts with label Pat Sullivan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pat Sullivan. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

July 30th, 1906

From: Joseph Gleasure, The Square, Listowel, Ireland
To: Frank Gleasure, 22 Herrick Street, Brighton, Massachusetts U.S.A

Dear Frank,-

I hope this letter will find you in good health as we all are at home. We received your last letter about two weeks ago and are glad you are doing well. The great Summer heat is beginning to leave ye by now I suppose. We had no Summer weather this year, we have rain mostly every second day since the first of May.

May and George have vacation now and will be going to the country this week maybe. May is growing very big and stout lately. She is nearly as big as myself now.

I was more than surprised when you told father you wouldn't take me out till next Spring after you promised me you would send for me this year. By any chance, I will not wait till next year. If father does not send me next month, I will get a job myself in some grocery and spirit house and then go myself next year. I could not stop here any longer. I have given up studying all together, for I couldn't study and mind the shop both. All my schooling will be useless if I stop here another year. Send for me next month if you possibly can and you will not be sorry.

There are a great many coming back this year from America, but next year there will be any amount come, there being a cheap fare to the Dublin Exhibition. Jerry Carroll came back again too a few weeks ago.

Have you seen Mike Dillon since he was in this country. Paul has finished school this year, but is too young to be ordained. He will be going out to Washington, DC in September.

I suppose you never came across Pat Sullivan yet. You would hardly know him anyway.

Adam and his people are all well, but the old man is a bit feeble and stiff. All the Parkinsons are at home now on vacation, three policemen and Maryanne. There was another one of them died after completing his term in the London police about a year ago. I will close now as I have no more of interest to write.

Your loving brother,

Joseph Gleasure

Saturday, March 17, 2012

May 8, 1906

From: Joseph Gleasure, The Square, Listowel, Ireland
To: Frank Gleasure, 33 Arden Street, Allston, Boston, Massachusetts

Dear Brother,-

I hope you are healthy and strong as we all are at home. We received the papers you sent on Sunday, and were very interested in them, owing to the Earthquake disaster in San Francisco. The papers here only gave an outline of it.

I would have wrote long ago, but you said in your last letter you were going out to Allston again. I am writing now to tell you there is a fellow going to Boston from here and father wants you to meet him if you possibly can as he has nobody there to meet him. He is Pat Sullivan that used to be in Lord Listowel's office at Gurtenard I am sure you remember him. He is sailing Saturday 12th May on the Cymric and expects to land about Sunday the 20th. He is a great friend of ours and is in with us every day. I hope you won't forget it.

We are getting some very rainy weather here for the last two weeks. I suppose ye have very fine weather over there now.

I hope you won't forget to send for me about August as you promised. Father won't have no objection to let me go, as I will have to go some time. I am heartily sick of this place. I would go mad if I am here very long more. I haven't got a friend in Listowel since Peter went away. So I ask you to let me know for fact if you will carry me over this Summer. As I have no more of interest to write, I will remain

Your loving Brother
Joseph Gleasure (written in shorthand)
My name in shorthand