Margaret Woodrow Wilson to Jessie Woodrow Wilson Sayre

Identifier

WWP17395

Description

Margaret apologizes for not visiting Jessie and updates her on her busy social calendar.

Source

Seeley G. Mudd Manuscript Library, Princeton University

Language

English

Text

I received your tender message of sisterly regard, and took it for what it was worth. To you on bended knee I come begging forgiveness for my exceeding great fault. Hearken but a moment, Oh fair one, to my delayed explanation. Honest, Jess I couldn't stop over, for I was a wreck. Things had been in a mad whirl in Chapel Hill—I hadn't had half a night's sleep all the time I was there. Then I went up Raleigh Friday, went to a concert with a suitor, stayed up and talked to him and the Pratts until two o'clock in the morning. The train was late, so of course I got practically no sleep at all that night and my one thought was to reach Princeton, tumble into a downy bed and catch up after my weeks of dissipation. Which thing I proceeded to do. True, I found the Harpers, Hibbens and Mr. West all dining here that night so I had to sit up through the formality of the meal. But barely was the last cup of coffee gulped down by the last dilatory guest when I, so to speak, melted up the stairs and was lost to all the world. You would have had a most uninteresting person on your hands had the fates let me descend upon you. I'm afraid I shouldn't have known enough to clasp hands into the circle. But I was terribly sorrynot to see you all again. Give all the girls my best love and heart-felt regret—especially Jo, for the others I feel that I shall be more likely to see next year.Margaret and I have just had notice of the house-party. Sine they were official, and I am writing to you anyway, I am going to communicate to you my inability to honour it with my presence. If Commencement had been firm-set in my purpose, the notion would have been knocked out by a note I received the other day asking me to take a table at the Alumnae luncehon. Heavens, no!There is no news here except that a wild and wicked thunder storm is raging without, and I am supposed to be canoeing this afternoon.
Hence I am pessimistic. Margaret, too, s is enraged because she and Adeline were going out on the Lawrenceville road to see the apple blossoms.
I don't believe we are going to have any Spring here—it's vile.
Addio, cara. Do you forgive me, now, and will you believe that in spite of my behaviour I love you?May 16.

as ever yours—
Margaret R. A.

Original Format

Letter

Files

http://resources.presidentwilson.org/wp-content/uploads/2017/03/MRAtoJWS19090517.pdf

Citation

Wilson, Margaret Woodrow, 1886-1944, “Margaret Woodrow Wilson to Jessie Woodrow Wilson Sayre,” 1907 May 16, WWP17395, Jessie Wilson Sayre Correspondence, Woodrow Wilson Presidential Library & Museum, Staunton, Virginia.