Cary T. Grayson to Alice Gertrude Gordon Grayson
Title
Cary T. Grayson to Alice Gertrude Gordon Grayson
Creator
Grayson, Cary T. (Cary Travers), 1878-1938
Identifier
WWP20855
Date
1915 August 7
Description
Cary Grayson writes to Alice Gordon about his travel with President Wilson and various events in New England.
Source
Cary T. Grayson Papers, Woodrow Wilson Presidential Library, Staunton, Virginia
Language
English
Text
Dear, dear Gertrude
This is a most unfavorable opportunity to write you a letter, as I have to go to Windsor in a few minutes for the President. I am waiting for him to call me, and, yet, dear there is so much my heart wants to pour out to you. I am also feeling like the “cold grey dawn of the morning after.” Last night I went over to the Maxfield Parrish’s where a number of guests were invited to hear the three Fuller Sisters sing; it was most enjoyable to me for I could understand the songs, that is, the words were clearly articulated, and that is my version of good singing. I thought of you nearly all the time—and felt so happy, abut wished and wished that you there by my side. These days I am constantly yearning and longing for you, my sweetheart. It seems ages since last Monday.
I did not get back from the Parrish’s until twelve o’clock—(late for Cornish). Baby Sayre cried in the ‘wee sma’ hours of the morning, so having a doctor in the house, you can imagine the rest. The Cothran baby—Mother and Grandmother being of a jealous disposition and temperament, decided about six a.M. that Josephine needed medical attention—At 7.30 I decided to eat breakfast. As all seemed quiet and peaceful, about nine I dropped down for a little Sunday morning rest. in about fifteen minutes I was called by the newspaper men that they had something important and urgent to speak to me about. It was that it was rumored in New York that the President had been shot while out walking with me in the woods early this morning—The second rumor was that Miss Margaret was engaged to a Mr. Compton from Chicago—Now I am going to see the Post Master, to tell him the pleasant news that secrets or news concerning the President’s official mail have been leaking from the Post Office here—and unless this is corrected immediately—his resignation will be called for—so goes the quiet peaceful existence around sleepy Cornish.
Darling, you dear letter filled my heart with such great joy and happiness. I went for a long ride with the President in the afternoon, and on our return found your letter—I read it twice before dinner. You cannot imagine how delighted and happy it makes me feel to hear you say that I have brought “such joy into your heart.” May God in his mercy spare my life and make it worthy of you. Your love is worth—and to me is far more precious, than all the gold and glory of the universe— Gertrude dear, I miss you. I want you. I must hurry. Remember that I love you with all my heart, with every fiber of my being; that now and forever I am yours—yours
Cary
This is a most unfavorable opportunity to write you a letter, as I have to go to Windsor in a few minutes for the President. I am waiting for him to call me, and, yet, dear there is so much my heart wants to pour out to you. I am also feeling like the “cold grey dawn of the morning after.” Last night I went over to the Maxfield Parrish’s where a number of guests were invited to hear the three Fuller Sisters sing; it was most enjoyable to me for I could understand the songs, that is, the words were clearly articulated, and that is my version of good singing. I thought of you nearly all the time—and felt so happy, abut wished and wished that you there by my side. These days I am constantly yearning and longing for you, my sweetheart. It seems ages since last Monday.
I did not get back from the Parrish’s until twelve o’clock—(late for Cornish). Baby Sayre cried in the ‘wee sma’ hours of the morning, so having a doctor in the house, you can imagine the rest. The Cothran baby—Mother and Grandmother being of a jealous disposition and temperament, decided about six a.M. that Josephine needed medical attention—At 7.30 I decided to eat breakfast. As all seemed quiet and peaceful, about nine I dropped down for a little Sunday morning rest. in about fifteen minutes I was called by the newspaper men that they had something important and urgent to speak to me about. It was that it was rumored in New York that the President had been shot while out walking with me in the woods early this morning—The second rumor was that Miss Margaret was engaged to a Mr. Compton from Chicago—Now I am going to see the Post Master, to tell him the pleasant news that secrets or news concerning the President’s official mail have been leaking from the Post Office here—and unless this is corrected immediately—his resignation will be called for—so goes the quiet peaceful existence around sleepy Cornish.
Darling, you dear letter filled my heart with such great joy and happiness. I went for a long ride with the President in the afternoon, and on our return found your letter—I read it twice before dinner. You cannot imagine how delighted and happy it makes me feel to hear you say that I have brought “such joy into your heart.” May God in his mercy spare my life and make it worthy of you. Your love is worth—and to me is far more precious, than all the gold and glory of the universe— Gertrude dear, I miss you. I want you. I must hurry. Remember that I love you with all my heart, with every fiber of my being; that now and forever I am yours—yours
Cary
Original Format
Letter
To
Grayson, Alice Gertrude Gordon, 1892-1961
Files
Collection
Citation
Grayson, Cary T. (Cary Travers), 1878-1938, “Cary T. Grayson to Alice Gertrude Gordon Grayson,” 1915 August 7, WWP20855, Cary T. Grayson Papers, Woodrow Wilson Presidential Library & Museum, Staunton, Virginia.