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Nett-Helen Letters

Letter from Nett to Helen - July 7, 1889

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Isabel Kans
Sunday afternoon
July 7th, 1889

Dear Sister & family

This warm windy afternoon finds me in my corner trying to think of something to write while all have gone to church but Blanch & me & she is laying on the floor nibbling at a piece of fried chicken. She was sick the most of last week & is inclined to be some cross yet so I thot I would not take her out in the hot sun & the wind. this is her second summer you know. & is cutting her double teeth & her stomach teeth is swollen badly to. I think it was her teeth mostly that made her sick. but she acted like she was sore. would catch her breath when she would draw a long breath or gasp just like there was a sharp pain some place & she had so much fever. it pulled the little thing down several pounds. her eyes looks so big & blue. she begins to act more like her little self & is coming to her appetite for she would not eat a bite but just wanted to nurse. the rest of us are all able to eat & kick.

 

'Uncle Jims are well pleased are making $7 a day. they are living in a Squaw mans log house now. do you know what a Squaw man is. its a white man that married a squaw I suppose. well they live in his house & are milking 25 [35?] of his cows & sell the milk & Uncle Jim is breaking for $2.50 per acre. then they are taking care of the mans little Indian girl. 4 years old & get well paid for that. she cant talk our language atal & they are learning her to talk.'

hope you are well of your boils by this time for you dont know how I pity & feel for you. Your good long letter was post-marked one afternoon & I got it the next. so soon after it left you that it almost seemed we was talking to each other. I hardly expected one so soon after you having to wait on me but I assure you I was not the least offended. I only wish I could get one every week. or while I am wishing I will wish I could see you every week or rather every day. Well the 4th is gone till another year. & how did you spend the day I hope not at home with some more boils to nurse. well it was my luck as usual to have to go to Isabel. we was going to Elm Mills. But Blanch being sick tues & weds spoiled that. then the men was busy harvesting their oats. they cut for Ed Carter that day but Late said if I thot she was well enough to go & I said so we would go oats or no oats. but I did not want to take her away over there when she looked so bad but we have since heard that it was still duller there than at Isabel. I did not go up till between I & 2. there was quite a small crowd there but they kept coming till I guess there was about 200, maby more. had an organ there & singing by the choir. three speeches. sack race. foot race. & several horse races. Lemonade & Ice Cream Stand. everybody seemed to enjoy themselves talking & laughing & about 5 o cl the music struck up & a lot of the young dudes & flirts began to trip the light fantastic--& the girls chewed their gum. the faster they danced the faster they chewed. well they danced til 2 in the morn. the Ladies of this vicinity had the Ice cream & cake stand & the proceeds goes to our kid minister. Mr Murry, Isabels merchant furnished the Ice & sugar & flavoring. the women the eggs & milk for half except the cakes. he did not get any of the cake money. So I understand they have $9 for him.

we are having nice weather. corn is growing fine. I never saw it grow faster. a good bit of it is silking pieces that did not have to be replanted is so nice. oats are heavy but some pieces are badly rusted. a part of Leses is so bad they give up binding them & just bunch them after the machine. I had them to cook for friday & will have them again before long as part of Lates oats are not ready to cut yet. we have just lots of green beans & big taters to cook but I am afraid I am not going to have any tomatoes. the tormented possum tater bugs began on them as fast as I could [illegible] them out & would trim them nicely. the worms are working on my cabbage some but I go out every day & smather them. It is growing so nice but the worms are some like the flies. kill one & too will come to bury it . the Preacher & his wife just drove up to get a drink. first time I have seen her since they were here the time I told you about. Oh I never saw the like of babies there was at Isabel the 4th. every woman had a baby or them that did not then is going to or would like to. Liss Roby & Ella Morris & Sue looked out of style. Liss & Tom got back from OKL Wed night. Liss thinks its a pretty place but she dont like it well enough to pull up stakes & move. she says she is not so fond of improving another farm & I glory in her spunk.

 

'I had a long letter from Aunt Lyd three weeks ago & she said she liked it better than she expected. she would but they live right close to an Indian Camp & the Indians bothers them an awful sight going there.'

2) Now I have got some of our extra paper & can just more than put it down while B. sleeps. Liss said I must come down. she had just lots to tell me about Okl but she told me a good bit the 4th. Uncle Jims are well pleased are making $7 a day. they are living in a Squaw mans log house now. do you know what a Squaw man is. its a white man that married a squaw I suppose. well they live in his house & are milking 25 [35?] of his cows & sell the milk & Uncle Jim is breaking for $2.50 per acre. then they are taking care of the mans little Indian girl. 4 years old & get well paid for that. she cant talk our language atal & they are learning her to talk. Uncle Jim has Nells claim all fenced with wire & paid for & about 50 acres broke out. Nell hasnt got that possesion in the Post office yet & if she don’t get it she is going to get a chart & go to dress making. that wont be hard for her to do for she is so handy & neat anyhow.

Yes Aunt Lyd made my sateen real nice & fits neat if I must say so it fits me tenfold better than my cloth that Liss made me. I think I shall make it over before I wear it much more. I had a long letter from Aunt Lyd three weeks ago & she said she liked it better than she expected. she would but they live right close to an Indian Camp & the Indians bothers them an awful sight going there. Liss said they was going to have a big time the 4th at Kingfisher. the Indians was going to have a war dance including other things. Old Manly Thomas is at Guthrie running a pool table whatever that is. Toms was there but I dont know if she said he saw them or not. they were at nearly all the principal towns. was gone two weeks & one day. I looked for them here today but they wasnt at SS & Ollie & Ed went down there. Eds father & mother are coming here this week from Omaha Neb.

Peaches are beginning to ripen & are $1.00 to $1.25 per bushel but wont be that when the main crop ripens for where there is old trees they are loaded. Mrs Williams sent Mabel several the other day. John got 2 bu of budded peaches expecting to sell them out the 4th & couldnt so she had to use them & she sent a coffee paper full to Mabel & Blanch by Annie. they were just delicious & she always thinks of them. Leses has some budded peaches. Less brought a couple peaches up the other morn. he said the boys had bit several before they got ripe & spoiled them but there was one a piece anyhow I guess there is about a doz on one of our little trees but they are not budded. I hope they will be cheap enough so we can get some this fall. it seems like we ought to get them when they will be so plenty. but we cant without the money of course. Oh yes Liss told me that they have heard from Scribners. They have another boy 2 months old. they are going to leave there & talk of going to Orlinda. the town they are in is made up of Swedes & Norwegians & they dont like them. George wrote they want them to come to Hazeville but he thot they could do better at Orlinda. dont he beat the dutch.

[Here the letter ends with the last words Nett would ever write to her beloved sister. The next day, her life was cut down in a freak lightning storm.]

 

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