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Personal Papers (MS 80-0002)
No full textLetter from D. W. Kempner to Roland C. Irvine discussing travel documents and currency
Personal Papers (MS 80-0002)
No full textLetter from Roland C. Irvine to D. W. Kempner discussing arrangements for D. W. Kempner's trip, including having a wheelchair ready for him for use on and off the plane
Personal Papers (MS 80-0002)
No full textLetter from Roland C. Foerster to I. H. Kempner discussing the times they spent together with the Cane Sugar Refiners Association and how they don't see each other often now
Personal Papers (MS 80-0002)
No full textLetter from D. W. Kempner to Roland C. Irvine giving thanks for the season's greetings
Personal Papers (MS 80-0002)
No full textLetter from Daniel W. Kempner to Roland C. Irvine, Vice President of the Chase Manhattan Bank, New York, requesting information on cut rate currencies from houses mentioned in a recent issue of News Week
Kezia Stradley Osborne to Roland C. Osborne, March 16, 1862
No full textIn this letter of March 16, 1862, Kezia Stradley Osborne describes to her husband, Roland C. Osborne, her efforts to have a portrait of their son made and apologizes at length for the burdensome tone of her previous letter.March 16, 1862
Asheville NC March 16th ‘69
My Dear Husband
You see I have moved at last. I came here to Sis Ruth’s last Tuesday [sic]. I tried to get the baby liking [likeness; likening ?] as I came through but the artist was not ready and it has been raining every day since so that I could not get up I am afraid I can’t get it in time to send it to you. I will keep trying since I came here Judson went to Father’s after me to take me to Haywood. He got my trunk and brought it in here but it was raining so that I could not go with him. He said he would send Mingus next week. I reckon I will go if the weather is suitable and the road so I can travel. I expect Pigeon is up there has been so much rain lately the roads are said to be very bad now. I received yours of the 8th last night. I felt like there was something wrong when I saw so much blank paper, and as I read it down tears gathered thick and fast in my eyes but I forced them back until I went to my bed by my self where I lay for hours studying and crying. I felt like you would never love me anymore as good as you used to do and never want to hear anything more from me. I know it was wrong for you wrote gentle and kind even this time. I do not think hard of you I know that you do not know all. If you did I don’t believe you would blame me so much as you do now. you charge me with noticing little things too much, sometimes little things have sharp points. Don’t you know they have I am only sorry that I did not bear all with out complaining; can you forgive me for distressing you with my little troubles. If I were never to see to you again I never would forgive my self for giving you so much pain. And now I will drop this un pleasant subject. I will try not to distress you with any more complaints whatever I may have to submit to I know you have troubles enough of your own and I would rather try to lighten them than to add to them so I try to bear all in silence. One thing I know I do love you, and my Dear little Rufus, sweet child, he loves his Mama dearly. He is a great deal of company for me. I love to watch his quiet sleep for I know that he feels nothing of the cares of this world of sin and sorrows. He has got one little tooth now. Felay [?] thinks a heap of him. Feb [?] says tell Uncle Roland to please bring him a little knife when you come back. I do hope you will get off in April, and not have to stay for three long long long months more. There are three companies nearly made up in Buncombe for the war I have no news of importance to write and as I feel sorter bad I will quit for this time. My Dear I have not one single un kind feeling towards you I daily pray that the great and good God to spare your precious life and to shield you from all harm and danger and bring you safely back to your unworthy but devoted Wife. You did not say whether you was well or not. You must always tell me for I feel anxious about you Monday morning the weather is still so bad I don’t know whether you need direct to Pigeon or not till you hear if you say any thing about this. Do it on [separate ?] [paper ?]
Osborne Civil War letters
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Kezia Stradley Osborne to Roland C. Osborne, April 30, 1862
No full textIn this letter of April 30, 1862, Kezia Stradley Osborne describes various problems and needs at home to her husband, Roland C. Osborne.April 30, 1862
Pigeon River April 30th 1862
My Dear Husband
I felt a little better this evening so I left my boy, and rode down to Uncle Josephs, and spent an hour or two with them. It looked like going home, like I used to go last spring. I almost looked for you to come out and help me off my horse and kiss me, and say “why you have come back to see me again.” But such was not the case. I tell you Dear I feel like I could live any where under any circumstances if you could only be with me and Rufus. I thought about trying to get you a substitute before you wrote about it. But I tell you I am afraid it will be a bad chance there is nobody to hire to do any thing. I have felt like more like giving up this last week than I have done for some time. One reason is I have not been well. The day I wrote to you last week I was taken sick suddenly, vomiting with high fever, produced by severe cold I thought. Dr. Allen came to see me three or four days and at last got his medicine to act. It has left me very weak, but I am improving I acknowledge I am low spirited. I don’t think you will wonder at that. But I will do the best I can for the sake of our boy. Sweet child he is a little thing now he is one pound lighter than when I weighed him at Asheville nine weeks ago. Sometimes I think this home [house?] does not suit him and me. But I will stop such low talk and tell you something that is more pleasant. Your wheat looks splendid I think you will make lots of it. The clover below our house looks fine and green. They got done sowing your oats yesterday. I think they will be too late to do much good. I suppose they will plant you some corn. Don’t you think they had better sell Duff [?] if you don’t get to come home soon. He would sell for a [$] 151 or 175 now and you know he will soon be getting to old to sell so well it would be stopping the interest on your debts. I think your Father might spare him now for old Julia’s [?] colt is dead. He will not have any young colts this spring but one. Your little colt has been nearly dead with distemper those two fillies are still here and I am sorry [sic, sorry] for it. Have you sent Father any money for them. I expect he needs it badly to get his crop made, though he never said so to me. Your Father says he will do the best he can to get some one in your place. He says for you not to offer for any Office but to keep your present place if you can. You will not be so much exposed and will have a better chance to get off. I don’t want you change your place if you can help it. Uncle Joseph thinks this war will not last much longer. That is all my hope now. I hope you will get a furlough any hour. This law does seem very hard but I reckon it is a Military necessity and we ought to submit as cheerfully as possible. Let me know right off what sort of clothes you will need me to send you this summer. I will try to make them for you. I want visit a bout next week, my health requires it. I think I will spend the month of June on Swanannoa for I am not much account to work any way. I feel like I would soon see you. I pray that I may. Be a good boy. Don’t get out of heart. There is a better day coming I hope when we will meet again. Your Wife and Boy
[top of page 1, written upside down above the salutation and date] – Aunt Mira sends her love to you. She says the baby does her to look at instead of you. She is glad you don’t forget her
Osborne Civil War letters
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Kezia Stradley Osborne to Roland C. Osborne, April 22, 1862
No full textIn this letter of April 22, 1862, Kezia Stradley Osborne mourns the loss of her brother in active service, reports on the health of their son, and agonizes about being separated from her husband, recipient Roland C. Osborne.April 22, 1862
Pigeon River NC April 22d 1862
My Dear Husband
As I promised you that I would write once a week I will try to do so though I have no news at all to communicate excepting little family matters perhaps that will be better than none at all. The River is up now and has been for a week so that we have not had any papers or letters. It is so provoking when we are so anxious to hear. I think we ought to build a bridge across Pigeon but so it is. We have heard rumors of a fight near you and we are very anxious to know all about it. I feel so bad when your letters fail to come. It gives me the blues in spite of all I can do to prevent it. Time [?] and I have been talking today about what a nice thing it would be to give Mr. Lenore’s [?] company a diner when they return. Right when they had a diner before they started, when I think of the time for you all return I can hardly sit still and wait. Then it makes me feel bad to think how many brave fellows have been sent home in advance who have been utterly unconscious that they were among their native mountains again. I have had experience enough to make me feel sad, even when I think of returning Soldiers I allude to my poor Brother . His company, the Rough and Ready guards will soon be home, and I hear of many who are preparing to welcome them home. Some girls are ___ing to be married then, and are anticipating a great deal of pleasure. But Eby [Ely?] has long since been at Home. We will not have the joy of clasping his hand Welcoming him back. No, no sweetly he sleeps. Then rest on my Brave brother until the Resurrection morn I do not know whether my last letter has reached you or not. If it has you are anxious to know how Rufus is by this time. I am happy to tell you that he is mending. He has dreadful sore eyes. It makes me think of what you said of yourself. When he first wakes in the morning, he can’t see one bit till I bathe his eyes. I saw Miss Sallie Cathey the other day. She says the baby looks more like you than ever. Since you was ___ened. I begrudge Sallie that little chat [?] she had with you. I little thought when you went off that you would have to stay all the time without coming back to see me, and your little boy Well I hope and pray that the time is not very far off when you will be at home for though I can’t walk with you like I used to do yet we can have many a pleasant long talk. I never saw vegetation so forward as it is now at this season of the year. It is pretty cold now and very wet. Farmers are very much behind hand it would do your very soul good to ride up Pigeon valley now and see how pretty and green the meadows and wheat fields look. It is said that there never was a finer prophet for wheat than there is now in the western counties. We hear that the Militia is all called out of Burnsville to fight the Tories in Madison. I hope they will not have to stay long. If they do I don’t know what will be done for some one to make bread there. You see I am nearly [?] done you must excuse such a foolish letter from me this time. I want to quit writing to you and talk awhile don’t you want to chat with your loving wife
Osborne Civil War letters
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Ephraim Osborne to Roland C. Osborne, July 27, 1862
No full textIn this letter of July 27, 1862 Ephraim Osborne exhorts his son Roland C. Osborne to maintain his religious faith in the face of battle casualties. He also reports on miscellaneous details of family life.July 27, 1862
At home July 27 1862
Dear Son
I know it must have cost you some uneasiness to reflect on the long delay of your request, that I should write you in return of your friendly letter, but Joseph leaving home has thrown every thing upon me in the fields in addition to my jobbing, feeding, and riding [?] and shopping, I have been too weary to write at nights, but I consider this morning to begin this, hoping I may finish it some when, and by it convince it was not for want of a good will towards you no, no, I am pleased you get constant intelligence of all our matters from Kezia, and in return we have the joy of hearing from you weekly, we were very anxious respecting your fate at the Richmond battles, that awful struggle has made many homes desolate, and broken for life many a fond heart, but God sent his Angel and turned from you the missiles of Death, O how much gratitude and praise is due to his name, I think we offered up one grateful offering of praise to him who holds the Keys of Death and the Grave when we found you were not numbered with Dear, I hope your life spared may be devoted to his glory and you made a good Soldier of the Cross, constantly under Arms fighting the good fight of Faith, charging the foes within your own heart in the strength of the Lord, driving them back more & more daily, like Lincolns forces flee to the last bound of their territory. In the death of your substitute we have another strong showing that we must all die for ourselves at the appointed moment, Christ died for us to open to us the way to Eternal Life but we must die for ourselves, Corporeally to enter that life if we are prepared for it, I hope his Death may have a lasting effect on mind for good, and do good to all his commands under arms, many must be left behind at the close of the War, but more awful still many will be left out at the last great day, who have hardened their hearts after seeing and escaping so many strokes of God’s judgment, to them the Christians Captain will say with his muster roll in his hand, Depart from me I never knew you, you never buckled on the Christians armour, never fought against sin and corruption, never show yourself decidedly and determinedly side, may God give us grace to get near the Cross and fight till we die. We have a full shew of your needs before the Lord at least twice a day. Be very guarded against evil associates, lest they try to hang to you, if you return home. May the Lord help you to make a full surrender of all to his Son Conquered by love, bristing you all to him, believing he will save all that come to him, and you even you among the rest. I suppose Kezia told you I had bought another Servant. I felt compelled I could get no help till the middle of April. I paid in land and troublesome notes, a good portion for him, and I have until the close of the year to pay or go aceper [?] into the Bank for the balance. I hope to have some pork, beef, and corn to spare. Your Father spent a night with us a few weeks since, his wheat crop is very sorry, Francis Wolf’s crop was not worth cutting, our crop is as good as usual. This morning Kezia and the big baby are well, he walks alone Strong. Joshua has married his long selected Companion Sarah came to see us two weeks since, with Emma and the baby, she came in company with a Neighbor and family, they returned safe. We remain as ever Affectionately Father and Mother. All are well
Osborne Civil War letters
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