August 20, 1908

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August 20, 1908

Lake Side Akron, Ohio

My beloved John,

The weather today is ideal. The air is pure and cool and the sky very beautiful and clear with only a pretty white fleecy cloud here and there. The lake is pretty and the scenery grand; just as it is around Columbia and Marietta.

We got up at six o’clock and by seven I had Margaret’s trunk ready to be expressed and the boys’ suitcases ready for our trip, breakfast over and ready to start. We expected to leave at 7:10 but at the last minute my brother remembered he wanted to see a man before leaving so we had to wait an hour. The result is that we missed the 9:30 boat to Barberton and are stranded here until 1:30 P.M.

The ride from Canton to Akron was very beautiful. There were so many beautiful hills and woods. I saw some very pretty tiny cottages too.

I was in Canton only a very short time but was inside about five large homes, the homes of the friends of my friends. One thing here the people all build out rather than up, so many rooms on each floor. But the smaller ones appeal to me a hundred times more.

I am the chaperon of this party and have my hands full. The boys are becoming restless and it requires some effort to keep them in a good humor. They are both hungry and nothing good available to get them. We made an effort to get something but it wasn’t good. I did succeed in spilling half a cup of coffee on my blue shirt, but I do not think it will leave a stain. I hope not.

Margaret has been saving the Saturday Evening Posts for me. I started to read the “Firing Line” before I left, so I cut the pages I wanted out and started to read it here but I do not seem able to concentrate my thoughts.

This day seems so long. I suppose we were awake too early this morning and up too late last night. I am afraid I shall not heave time to visit Mrs. Haggarty. If we go to Niagara Falls we will not get home until Monday, probably, and that will be later than I expected to get home. I have been reminded that I half promised to spend a week in Columbia and Marietta before school starts but I must wait until some other time.

I wish I did not have to wait so long for a letter from you. It would be just as agreeable to go right home. I have had enough tramping around. But I hope to find one home when I get there.

Sweetheart you must tell me about your work and yourself. Do you still eat slowly? Mr. Shriner told me he never has a bit of indigestion since he eats slowly. You know exactly how anxious I am about your health. I want you to have a strong stomach. I am very happy but would be happier if you were here. How much more beautiful the whole world looks and is when one loves and is loved! I never dreamed it could make so much difference. I had to tell my brother Joe and he was just as good and nice to me as any brother could be. I am so anxious to tell mother. I know she will love you and how I wish you could both learn to know each other right away.

Friday Morning – 6:30am

This is another glorious morning. Not a cloud in the sky. We are on the boat going from Long lake (where we spend the night with Margaret’s relatives) to Lake side. We got to Akron and expect to get to Cleveland by noon.

This trip on the boat on Summit Lake from Long Lake to Lake Side is a beautiful ride and takes about an hour and a half. I never have been in a place where there is so much water and such a chain of lakes.

We got to Long Lake about 2:45 P.M. yesterday (we did not stop at Barberton). We met the people, were turned loose in the peach orchard and about four o’clock we went back to the lake where Margaret’s cousin met us. He has a launch and took us to Turkey Foot, a ride of about eight miles. Turkey foot is the name given to that part of country near here where six lakes run into each other or rather meet.  The country is almost as beautiful as around the Susquehanna and we certainly are enjoying it!

Our brothers are very good to us. You know they have not seen us for so long that my brother Joe is ready to do anything for me I ask him too. Nothing seems to be too much trouble.

But how much more I would enjoy it if you were here to share all these good things. No I told you before I do not enjoy these things nearly so much when I think of you working all day, and it is simply impossible to keep my thoughts from turning to you.

You see I am writing every day. When you get tired receiving them please tell me. I must stop now. I do not know what the rest think about some plans I have made. So I must talk them over.

With a heart full of love.

Forever your loving


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August 6, 1908

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August 6, 1908

My dear John,

This is the last afternoon of my visit here. It does not seem as if I were going away tomorrow. Mr. Huey is not at all well. He has a headache, a great deal of pain thru his body and a little fever. I do hope he is not going to have the fever. I thoughtlessly told Mother in one of my letters that Bonnie had it and yesterday I received a letter telling me to come home at once. Mother is worried and anxious about me and the boys tell me very homesick for me. I shall go to Omaha as I planned but for Mother’s sake I shall shorten my visit at Canton. My brother Joe and Margaret’s (Joe’s friend) brother are coming to Canton the fifteenth.

I shall get there that week and we will all go home together. You know Margaret and I left Lancaster together and she left me at Canton.

I am wondering whether you will get back to Omaha before I must leave. I do hope so for i just must see you – two years seems such a long time that sometimes I am goose enough to think they never will pass. I have been asking myself the same question. What am I going to do without ever seeing you all that time. If you get back before I leave we will have to talk about it then.

Dearie I do not think you are selfish and want to stay but since I do not have always to stay with mother I feel that I ought to go. You know that it is often very very hard to do what you feel you ought to do and I think this is one if not the hardest thing I have had to do. But I hope I can see you before I go back and I can talk to you better than write.

My birthday is the 14 of January (1884). I should certainly enjoy coming to Denver and coming back with you but I guess I had better not, altho I want to.

You are a very good boy to eat your meals slowly and I am so glad. I want very much to see the house you spoke of and if you get to Omaha will you take me out to see it? But we must not expect to have such a fine house at first. We must work together for it. I have several ideas which I will tell you about when I see you.

I am so glad Bonnie is so much better. I am going out to see her Saturday afternoon. I get to Omaha Saturday morning. This has been a busy week. Monday we washed and I did a lot more than i did the first time and did not get tired so you see I can wash. In the evening we went to Johnson’s for supper. I did not drink my water though. Yesterday we ironed and made a call in the evening. Coming home we had quite a time. The buggy went down in a ditch on one side and Mr. Huey was thrown out. I cannot see yet how it ever happened that the buggy did not turn over. Mr. Huey was not hurt. This morning I finished the ironing and packed my suitcase. It is now half past three and I have lots of little things I want to do. Dinner is ready so I must stop. I will write Saturday if I do not have time to write before. When you write send it to Omaha. Write soon. I have lots and lots to tell you but will wait. With a whole heart full of love.

Forever Yours,


P.S. Thank you for sending Uncle Henry’s note. Did you tell him I shall answer I suppose. Shall I? What will I ever do with you for saying you must stop writing ” before you tire me?” you will see what I’ll do when I see you? D.

This afternoon just as I was going to mail my letter to you we had company and I could not get out to mail it. I just came home from prayer meeting and I could not resist or did not want to, to write some more. I want to talk to you and this is the only way.

The subject tonight was “Enduring Temptation.” It was helpful and I enjoyed it. Mr. Huey and I did not quite agree on some things and that makes the meeting the more helpful because it leads one to think. There were two of us present.

When I said in the beginning of my letter that we must not expect a fine home at first I meant that we must not try to have everything we need to make it pretty and we need not be in a part of the town or city where rent is highest when we can be in a nice neighborhood and still live more economically. It will be a great deal sweeter to have it grow while we are working together. Above all things we must have a firm and trusting and relying on God. Then besides that we must put lots and lots of love in it.

We must be very patient and learn to help bear each other’s little or big burdens. We must confide all our troubles and joys to each other. If we do those things, I feel sure the Lord will help us to succeed. Don’t you? I wish you would tell me what you think about.

Well, Dearie, it is about half past eleven and I must get up early tomorrow morning and will have a long tiresome day so I must stop.

Your loving Daisy.

Good Night.

Out of Order: July 4, 1906 & One Great Update

Blogger Note:  Hello!  Hope everyone had a great Halloween!  I have some exciting news that has made me giddy all day.  First, let me apologize. I pulled out what I thought was the next letter and realized I misfiled.  I thought it said July 4, 1908 and instead it belongs in July 4, 1906.  I do not want to miss a letter, so this one will seem out of context, but I wanted to post it first.  However, as I opened up the letter after (August 6, 1908), I finally saw the words that people (including myself) had been waiting for…..the letter started “My dear John.”  Something happened. Love happened. First I’ll post this bonus 1906 letter and then back on our journey we go.  Happy reading!

July 3, 1906

Dear Mr. Henderson,

School has been over for nearly two weeks and since I have been home I have been having a very quiet and restful time with just enough house-work without tiring myself.

Last week I unpacked my trunk and go my room in living order. Mother had several rooms repapered and recarpeted so I helped to fix them. I wish you could see our library, it is so pretty and cozy since it was refurnished. My room too looks very fresh and inviting. At last I succeeded in getting my “old maid chest.” It was ordered two years ago but I did not get it until two weeks ago. I shall soon have it filled with nice things.

Mother and Father went away the beginning of the week. They left the house and three rebellious boys in my charge.

July 4 – I let Joe go visit some friends in Marrietta today. The other boys are home. I have my hands full. I certainly am interested in everything that concerns my friends and especially my friends in the West. I was more than delighted with the good news you sent me. I know how glad and happy you will all be to be settled in a house of your own and I know your mother and the girls will make it just as cozy, pretty and homelike as any person could. I shall never forget the free and restful and happy time I had last summer. The girls are now so far away I am afraid I shall never be able to do anything worth mentioning in return. I have not heard from them for so long a time that I fear they have forgotten all about me.

I did not go to commencement at Millersville this year. So many things have happened since last year that I am afraid I should never go near the place if it were not for Ethel. Ethel and I went to a a musical at school Monday a week ago but I really did not enjoy it.

Yes, school is over for another year and I am nearly free to do as I please. Of course I have some duties which I must perform. There are not many things that I like better than teaching but it wears one more than anything else.

I had a small school last year and they were all nice boys, but I felt when the end of the school term came that several years like that one would make me fit for nothing but a sanitarium. I really do not know what caused the drain on my strength.  If I teach next year, it will be in Lancaster.

Do you remember how it rained the morning Mr. Chesney and I went for the milk? But we did have a good time that afternoon at the picnic. I shall never forget the walk home and the way Bertha sang that night. I really am very glad she is going to study in Chicago. The quality of her voice is too fine and rich to be neglected.

Mother does not want me to have any photographs taken until later. When I do have them taken you may have one if you really want it. I should like to have one of yours.

I hope you get along at school alright and I wish you success. If you get as far East as Lancaster I shall be glad to see you. I think you will be like the majority of people who live in the West. They think the East too tame and go back to the West.

One of my dear friends Miss Van Deusen is going to California in about six weeks. I think she will stay there. So many of my friends are going West eventually. Do not work too hard and do not get discouraged; soon you will go home to visit. Christmas will soon be here.

Be of good cheer and with best wishes I remain.

Most sincerely,

Daisy Holzwarth

Blogger Note:  Anyone else a little jealous and want a home with a library in it?  No wonder she is a reader. 🙂 I’ve also tried to get some more information regarding what an “old maid chest” was used for but perhaps it was a Hope Chest?  Next letter will be back on track!