Harriet Yancey tells her daughter, May, all the news from home. She shares her concerns with May about her son, Benjamin
Franklin Yancey, Jr.
Nov 15 1920
My Dear little big Daughter
I recieved your letter this A.M. Delighted to hear from you and to know you was well it is now 11, oclock and I am sitting all alone by the fire up stairs Nora and Benny are sound asleep it is raining and dreary outside it have been cold as sissors do you know my beautiful flowers all was frozen Friday A.M. I was sure sorry, listen I am going to send to National tomorrow
or Wed for your spots and have them sent directly to you. I hope you
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can make out untill they come you must not wait untill the last minute to write for things let me know in time. well the rally is over. col $163.29 plenty out to Eat and I know some of the folks must had Colic last night Father was down also Miss Dickie I am sending
you a stamp and I want you to write to Mr. Terry sure what else do you want me to send you for Thanksgiving let me know Harry came to day I havnt seen him as yet but he written to me telling me he would here on 15th I havnt heard from Jessie since I got the Basket with Candy I
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sent you have written him twice no ans. I certainly thought I said something about Roger come over to see you I did not know it cost so much so I'll have to pay
it back soon as I can get it you ought to see my killing hog he is fine oh it was fine I am glad Roger could get over to see
you. he said Petersburgh had Hampton ?skint? on good looking girls Lucy will be home this wk I think. Lizzies baby died Friday night so she is free I hope she dont get another one. it was a blessing it died Benny & Charles Bee carried the casket to cemetery. I am so glad
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you are getting on all ok Beatrice is all ok she wrote to her mother for 2 outing petticoats. I told her she would need them
so many people ask after you and send love give my love to Alta tell her her mother was down to church yesterday Nora & B. send love you know I have to get on B some times you know his mouth when N. cant seem to understand. now I must close so sleepy Czar kitty chickens big pigs little pigs all send love I owe Willie a letter two sleepy to write now sure let me know what you want for Thanksgiving
Lovingly
Mother