Three Things: Handwritten Letter Edition, II
Let’s find some more inspiration among old, handwritten correspondence, shall we? This week I’ve pulled three excerpts from three very different letters, the contents of which I like to think are reflected in the authors’ penmanship. A responsible nature shines through the first letter’s careful, deliberate script; likewise the carefree, jovial humor in the second missive’s loose scrawl. And the last? One doesn’t even need to read the words to feel the frantic, distracted desperation (poor soul).
Just who are these scribblers? You tell me, dear writers. You tell me.
1917. “He was willing to have me write you to save him the trouble. Do up the pkgs for him. Pay the postage & insurance for him. He to get all the honor and I the trouble and no thanks from him. I made up my mind he had made a cat’s paw of me long enough.”
1898. “A few days ago I met Eugene Marshall – quite an interesting gentleman – who said you belonged to the L. tribe and thought from appearance that we might be relatives. You must be a ‘mighty handsome man’ for him to spot us so readily.”
1924. “I know you will think I am weak but this note which comes from the very bottom of my heart and which is bathed with the bitterest tears I have ever shed is a testimony to that superhuman love you have created in me!”