Margaret Woodrow Wilson to Woodrow Wilson
Title
Margaret Woodrow Wilson to Woodrow Wilson
Creator
Wilson, Margaret Woodrow, 1886-1944
Identifier
WWP19559
Date
1910 February 18
Description
Margaret A. Wilson writes Woodrow Wilson in Bermuda with news from home.
Source
Eleanor Wilson McAdoo Papers, University of California, Santa Barbara
Publisher
Woodrow Wilson Presidential Library & Museum
Contributor
Woodrow Wilson Presidential Library & Museum staff
Rights
Wilson, Woodrow, 1856-1924--Correspondence
Language
English
Text
My darling Father,
It seems like a month instead of a week since you left us. I am sure you cannot imagine how much we all miss you. The house always seems desolate to me when you are not here. It is impossible for me to express the feelings that I have when you are away, so I shan't try.
I do hope that you are having a good rest. I saw a letter from you in the mail this morning which I am eager to hear, but Mother is asleep after having been massaged, so I shall have to be patient.
We are all doing the same kind of things that we were doing when you were here. There is at least one tea a week now-a-days, alas!
Tonight I am going to a dinner party, the one form of entertainment, aside from dances, which I thoroughly enjoy. This one is to be at the Billy Mogies, and is given to Adeline Scott who is paying her annual visit to the Mogies.
I wonder if you tried to find Mr. MacDonald in Bermuda. He came back just after you left. He seems better but far from well, and is complaining of a cold reception from his friends, all of whom wanted him for his own sake to stay away longer.
Nell stayed with Aunt Annie last night. Mr. Ford is getting chronic, as you used to say of Mr. Craig. He sent Nell a lovely bunch of violets on ST Valentines day. I think he would come every day if she would let him. I heard her insisting the other day that he could not come again till Saturday.
Did Mother tell you about the preacher we had last Sunday? He was entertaining because he was so astonishingly frank, but he was so conceited. I can't for the life of me like a man when conceit sticks out all over him. He was always quoting his own aphorisms. Sunday afternoon and evening he quoted to us three from his sermon in the morning, because we were so unfortunate as not to hear it. He also told us of the numerous calls he had received. When a preacher is so self centered I feel as if he were preaching to make an impression for the sake of his own reputation, and not to do his hearers good. However he was a very good preacher. Miss Susie Miller said that he was the best preacher she had heard in a coon's age.
Mr Kirk is coming next Sunday I am sorry that he will miss you, for he is such an intelligent admirer of yours.
Well I must go and practice, as there is so much to do this after noon, this being Mother's day at home.
Please excuse the misfit of this paper and envelope. I could not find any other paper outside Mother's room.
I love you dearest Father so much that I can't see how anybody in the world could love you any better.
Your devoted daughter,
Margaret.
It seems like a month instead of a week since you left us. I am sure you cannot imagine how much we all miss you. The house always seems desolate to me when you are not here. It is impossible for me to express the feelings that I have when you are away, so I shan't try.
I do hope that you are having a good rest. I saw a letter from you in the mail this morning which I am eager to hear, but Mother is asleep after having been massaged, so I shall have to be patient.
We are all doing the same kind of things that we were doing when you were here. There is at least one tea a week now-a-days, alas!
Tonight I am going to a dinner party, the one form of entertainment, aside from dances, which I thoroughly enjoy. This one is to be at the Billy Mogies, and is given to Adeline Scott who is paying her annual visit to the Mogies.
I wonder if you tried to find Mr. MacDonald in Bermuda. He came back just after you left. He seems better but far from well, and is complaining of a cold reception from his friends, all of whom wanted him for his own sake to stay away longer.
Nell stayed with Aunt Annie last night. Mr. Ford is getting chronic, as you used to say of Mr. Craig. He sent Nell a lovely bunch of violets on ST Valentines day. I think he would come every day if she would let him. I heard her insisting the other day that he could not come again till Saturday.
Did Mother tell you about the preacher we had last Sunday? He was entertaining because he was so astonishingly frank, but he was so conceited. I can't for the life of me like a man when conceit sticks out all over him. He was always quoting his own aphorisms. Sunday afternoon and evening he quoted to us three from his sermon in the morning, because we were so unfortunate as not to hear it. He also told us of the numerous calls he had received. When a preacher is so self centered I feel as if he were preaching to make an impression for the sake of his own reputation, and not to do his hearers good. However he was a very good preacher. Miss Susie Miller said that he was the best preacher she had heard in a coon's age.
Mr Kirk is coming next Sunday I am sorry that he will miss you, for he is such an intelligent admirer of yours.
Well I must go and practice, as there is so much to do this after noon, this being Mother's day at home.
Please excuse the misfit of this paper and envelope. I could not find any other paper outside Mother's room.
I love you dearest Father so much that I can't see how anybody in the world could love you any better.
Your devoted daughter,
Margaret.
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Wilson, Woodrow, 1856-1924
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Citation
Wilson, Margaret Woodrow, 1886-1944, “Margaret Woodrow Wilson to Woodrow Wilson,” 1910 February 18, WWP19559, Eleanor Wilson McAdoo Collection at the University of California-Santa Barbara, Woodrow Wilson Presidential Library & Museum, Staunton, Virginia.