Monday, November 28, 2005
Thursday, November 24, 2005
Letter to Aunt Lula
My dad's mother was Eunice Tucker. Her oldest sister was Lula Tucker (md. Gill). In 1895, Lula received a letter from her grandmother, Sarah Ann (nee Perkins) Lloyd. This is years after Sarah Ann she divorced Samuel Moses Tucker.
I have the actual 1895 letter and will try to get it scanned, soon. Meanwhile, here is the transcription:
From Manning, South Carolina
Nov. 23, 1895
Miss Lula Tucker: My dear grandaughter, I now try to seat myself long enough to write you a few lines in reply to yours of Nov. 1 which I rec'd today one week ago and I liked not to ans it now for you want to know too many things more than I no myself. I am not don going to school yet. You will have to wait till I am don going my mind is not capable of giving much information [age 69]. My mother's maiden name was Elizabeth Kingdell. she came from England when she was quite young. My father's name was Richard Perkins, born in S.C. don't know what county. Each one [was] some 75 or 80 when they died.
I had three 3 sisters on mother's side and one brother name[d] HENRY BIRCH HOLLADAY & NANCY HOLLADAY & SUSANNAH HOLLAND [probably HOLLADAY], ELIZABETH HOLLADAY, all now dead and I had 2 borthers and 1 sister on Father's side, Isaac Enos Perkins, Thomas Sumter Perkins, Harriet Elender or Elender Perkins all half sisters and brothers, all dead.
I was born in S.C. I guess in Clarendon Co. in the date of 1826, the 30 of Sept. That is the best I can do. I rec'd a letter from your father [Samuel Richard Tucker, son of Samuel Moses Tucker] some time I rec'd yours dated 20 Oct. [He] said all was well. Said he was going to try to visit S.C. 1st of Dec. Hope he can. Well, I don't no what more to say only hope you will do well. Be a good girl and a good Christian. I had like to forget Henry Griffin. Sais you must pick him out a sweetheart. Well you must write soon. Hope you have got well of your cold before now. I remain as ever your loving grandmother, S. A. Lloyd
You or your father one sent me a stamp. I opened both the letters setting down and when I got up I saw the stamp on the floor much obliged to which ever it was.
I have the actual 1895 letter and will try to get it scanned, soon. Meanwhile, here is the transcription:
From Manning, South Carolina
Nov. 23, 1895
Miss Lula Tucker: My dear grandaughter, I now try to seat myself long enough to write you a few lines in reply to yours of Nov. 1 which I rec'd today one week ago and I liked not to ans it now for you want to know too many things more than I no myself. I am not don going to school yet. You will have to wait till I am don going my mind is not capable of giving much information [age 69]. My mother's maiden name was Elizabeth Kingdell. she came from England when she was quite young. My father's name was Richard Perkins, born in S.C. don't know what county. Each one [was] some 75 or 80 when they died.
I had three 3 sisters on mother's side and one brother name[d] HENRY BIRCH HOLLADAY & NANCY HOLLADAY & SUSANNAH HOLLAND [probably HOLLADAY], ELIZABETH HOLLADAY, all now dead and I had 2 borthers and 1 sister on Father's side, Isaac Enos Perkins, Thomas Sumter Perkins, Harriet Elender or Elender Perkins all half sisters and brothers, all dead.
I was born in S.C. I guess in Clarendon Co. in the date of 1826, the 30 of Sept. That is the best I can do. I rec'd a letter from your father [Samuel Richard Tucker, son of Samuel Moses Tucker] some time I rec'd yours dated 20 Oct. [He] said all was well. Said he was going to try to visit S.C. 1st of Dec. Hope he can. Well, I don't no what more to say only hope you will do well. Be a good girl and a good Christian. I had like to forget Henry Griffin. Sais you must pick him out a sweetheart. Well you must write soon. Hope you have got well of your cold before now. I remain as ever your loving grandmother, S. A. Lloyd
You or your father one sent me a stamp. I opened both the letters setting down and when I got up I saw the stamp on the floor much obliged to which ever it was.
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
My Dad at Sarah's
Wiley was a runner
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