Jon Bouman to the Bouman Family
Title
Jon Bouman to the Bouman Family
Creator
Bouman, Jon Anthony, 1873-1958
Identifier
WWP23116
Date
1922 February 16
Description
Letter from Jon Bouman to his family.
Source
Gift of William C. and Evelina Suhler
Subject
Correspondence
Hague, Netherlands
Contributor
Rachel Dark
Denise Montgomery
Language
English
Requires
PROOFREADING
Provenance
Evelina Suhler is the granddaughter of Jon Anthony Bouman and inherited the family collection of his letters from the years of World War I. She and her husband gave the letters to the Woodrow Wilson Presidential Library & Museum in 2013.
Text
PS I shall bring all the speeches home Hotel Twee Steden
full text, so Mrs. Harrington can The Hague, Feb. 16
read them. She will be interested, and Thurs. 1922
no English paper will print them in full,
I should think
Dearest,
After all I found I needed my “glad rags” as I was invited Tuesday eve, to a reception by the Minister for Foreign Affairs at his palatial house on the Kneuter Dyk, in that corner, you know. Only think I needed was a white waistcoat but I went in black, but had to buy a pair of white gloves, which seems etiquette here. Some show! Flunkeys in gorgeous livery, brilliant uniforms, breasts covered with orders one of the great events of The Hague. Sumptuous buffets, and champagne of course. Dancing, in a very fine ballroom – the house was once a palace belonging to the royal family. Splendiferous! All the diplomatic corps there with wives and daughters – any amount of old acquaintances from government departments including Doude van Troostwyk who told me that London when he left had given orders that “I must be treated as a friend.” Jovial Prince de Ligne, now Belgian ambassador, also treated me as an old pal. His wife is as good-looking as ever. So it was a very pleasant affair allround; fortunately snow hadn’t begun to fall until folks were going home. Then we had a sort of blizzard.
Tomorrow there is to be a grand gala in the Royal Theatre for which also “evening dress indispensable” so, I am doing the heavy!!
Glad of all of your news, also of Mary and Bechties’ note. She must not give up that painful vacant bleating until I come back to hear it. I don’t suppose I shall be here many days more. Next week, early I expect you will see me roll up. I trust your cold is no worse. Angust wrote me from the office that he had “seen Mr. C. on Saturday and he wanted to be out and
He wanted to be out and about, and would be, he thought, before long.
Love to all,
Thine,
Jack.
full text, so Mrs. Harrington can The Hague, Feb. 16
read them. She will be interested, and Thurs. 1922
no English paper will print them in full,
I should think
Dearest,
After all I found I needed my “glad rags” as I was invited Tuesday eve, to a reception by the Minister for Foreign Affairs at his palatial house on the Kneuter Dyk, in that corner, you know. Only think I needed was a white waistcoat but I went in black, but had to buy a pair of white gloves, which seems etiquette here. Some show! Flunkeys in gorgeous livery, brilliant uniforms, breasts covered with orders one of the great events of The Hague. Sumptuous buffets, and champagne of course. Dancing, in a very fine ballroom – the house was once a palace belonging to the royal family. Splendiferous! All the diplomatic corps there with wives and daughters – any amount of old acquaintances from government departments including Doude van Troostwyk who told me that London when he left had given orders that “I must be treated as a friend.” Jovial Prince de Ligne, now Belgian ambassador, also treated me as an old pal. His wife is as good-looking as ever. So it was a very pleasant affair allround; fortunately snow hadn’t begun to fall until folks were going home. Then we had a sort of blizzard.
Tomorrow there is to be a grand gala in the Royal Theatre for which also “evening dress indispensable” so, I am doing the heavy!!
Glad of all of your news, also of Mary and Bechties’ note. She must not give up that painful vacant bleating until I come back to hear it. I don’t suppose I shall be here many days more. Next week, early I expect you will see me roll up. I trust your cold is no worse. Angust wrote me from the office that he had “seen Mr. C. on Saturday and he wanted to be out and
He wanted to be out and about, and would be, he thought, before long.
Love to all,
Thine,
Jack.
Original Format
Letter
To
Bouman Family
Files
Collection
Citation
Bouman, Jon Anthony, 1873-1958, “Jon Bouman to the Bouman Family,” 1922 February 16, WWP23116, Jon Anthony Bouman Collection, Woodrow Wilson Presidential Library & Museum, Staunton, Virginia.