Eleanor Randolph Wilson McAdoo to Jessie Woodrow Wilson Sayre




Eleanor Wilson McAdoo writes Jessie Wilson Sayre with news from Princeton.


Seeley G. Mudd Manuscript Library, Princeton University






My own darling Detty,

You sweet thing, I am so glad that your eye is alright, and I hope that you are not having a very hard time making up. I want to explain something to you right away, so you won't keep on thinking horrid things about me, as I know you are. I packed up your note books on the afternoon of the very day I got your letter. Then Margie took it down to the post office and found that she would have to pay more than she had thought. So she had to bring it back, pack it all over again (and Anna and I did that too and Margie addressed it) and send it by expressed. And so the sending was delayed until the next day. I am so sorry that it didn't get to you sooner, and I hope it didn't hinder you in the exams. All this explanation is to show that I'm not as lazy and horrid as it seems and that I didn't shift all the responsibility on Margie, as you think. Oh Detty,, Hugh Black is here and Margie and I are living in a dream of bliss! How I wish you were here too—We have just come back from hearing him preach at the church to-night, and oh, it was so wonderful, even better than the one in the morning which was splendid. If I could only hear such sermons often, how it would help me! He is just so good and lovely! On TuesdayMother and I are going to Philadelphia to see Dr. Keen again, and then I hope I can take off this horrid old bandage. Dr Carnoclean (goodness, is that the way you spell it?) says that it is getting along finely. It is all healed except one of the holes, which is nearly healed too. We have about decided that I will go to Chapel Hill for a week or two before I go to school, but of-course course we can't tell until we see the doctor how soon I can start. I hope it won't be very soon, because I love it so being at home.I simply must stop now, as it is very late (for me) so goodnight my own darling sister. Oh, I love you, I love you, I love you, and I want to see you right now again. With all the love you could want from all and love inexpressible from

Your devoted little sister

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McAdoo, Eleanor Wilson, 1889-1967, “Eleanor Randolph Wilson McAdoo to Jessie Woodrow Wilson Sayre,” 1907 January 27, WWP17366, Jessie Wilson Sayre Correspondence, Woodrow Wilson Presidential Library & Museum, Staunton, Virginia.