Fall 1938, "Dearest Jeannette, last evening from seven o'clock until nine"

Fall 1938, "Dearest Jeannette, last evening from seven o'clock until nine"

Weather

Family

Woolley speaks of stormy weather and her worries about Marks

Mary Woolley

September 22 1938

Correspondence

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[1]
2.30 p.m.
September 22 ‘ 38

Dearest Jeannette -
Last
evening from seven
o’clock until nine
and again this
morning, I have been
unable to get you
by telephone. I
telegraphed also last
[2]
evening. Unable “Cannot
reach you by telephone.
Please wire how
you are.” I am
awfully anxious
for I thought
that a telegram
would come this
morning if your
telephone was still out
of commission.
All last
[3]
evening it stormed worse
than anything that I have
ever known at Westport,
wind and rain com-
bined. It is “open and
shut” today, no rain
high wind, sunshine
part of the time,
Anna and I spent
last evening putting
[4]
bath towels on the sills
of second floor north
windows and in the
living room where it
came in at the winter [??]
section of the porch
roof and the house.
Nothing was injured, in-
side or out. Iva went
to the cabin this morning
[5]
and found every-
thing dry inside -
as it was also
a cutwind [??]. “North-
side” felt the
force of the wind,
but no trees were
broken, only some
sticks and leaves
whirled around.
I have been
to “Frogmess,” [??] please
tell Ethel and every-
[6]
thing is snug and
dry there. I am
sure that no mother [??]
will come within
gun shot of the
place!
Mr. Sheldon
says that one
tree was blown
down by the brook
and that [?]
was is chopping it
up -- but I have
not yet found
[7]
him or it. The ground out
there is wet and spongy
and I did not go all
the way.
The garden is
all right; Mrs. Lewis’s
rose bush is in blossom;
Lou’s [??] clothes are drying
and it is hard to believe
that it is less than twenty-
four hours since that
furious storm.
[8]
The telephone opera-
tor tells me that she hopes
to get you before the
end of the afternoon. I
certainly hope that she
will.
My love for Harriet
and Ethel. I hope that
Evelyn is better.
Tell Bunny &
Buddy how [?] and I
miss them. Your loving Mary
[in margin] The President of the French
Republic is M. Lebrun
[9]
4 p.m.
Have just
seen Tom and he
tells me that the
tree he has been
chopping, was blown
down while I
was in England.
Mr. S. and I
were evidently
talking at cross
purposes!
No damage
here from the
[10]
storm. I shall try
again this evening
to get some word
from you.
Yours
M.E.W.