Galesburg, Ills., Central Park and Main St. |
Postmarked September 30, 1910 in Dayton, Illinois |
Addressed to:
Mrs Charles Sisson,
Ottawa,
Illinois.
408 Marcy St.
Dear Ede -
I was just wondering how you
were feeling when the boy
brought your card. I am glad you
are better. I guess its my turn
now. Have been half sick since
Sunday and last night Maud
had to come over and get
supper and this morning she
got breakfast and dressed
me a chicken for dinner. We
were downtown yesterday afternoon
and the sun gave me a headache.
Lyle was at this place to a sale
for two days. How is Teddy?
Are they gone?
Sister - Eva
Eva then added a note across the top:
I did as
you told
me and
packed eggs.
I have just
55 put away
and a few
more ready
when I get
a box. The
night I came
home a chicken
fell in the well
This card is from a collection of postcards dated between 1908 and 1914 that was found in the Sierra Madre, California home of Warren Brown after his death in 2015. Warren’s mother, Edythe Grace (Sisson) Brown (1897-1978), was the daughter of Edith Amy Duffield (1864-1926) and Charles Herman Sisson (1868-1927). Charles and Edith were married in Ottawa, Illinois in 1895. They remained there until the early 1920s when they moved west to Los Angeles, California. Their collection of memorabilia was passed down to Warren, my husband’s cousin, and is now in my possession.
Eva has already been the focus of several blog posts as she authored many postcards in this collection. She was Edith's youngest sister and lived a little bit north of Ottawa, in Dayton, with her husband Lyle Green at this time. Lyle was a dairy farmer and it was Eva's job to feed the workers and take care of the chickens.
Her savior while she was feeling ill was her mother-in-law, Maud. Teddy was young Ted Stiles, writer of the last postcard, and former neighbor of Edith. His family had indeed gone. They were such close friends of Edith and her daughters that the move was a sad experience and no wonder a topic of conversation.
My favorite part of this particular note is all the chicken news. I especially liked postscript part of the note. Eva and Lyle had only been married two years and she was still fairly new to farming. She may have been packing the eggs to preserve for home use, or packing them for resale, but my guess is home use. Big sister Edith had provided a handy tip, probably on her last visit. The final line of this note was simply that a chicken fell in the well. Preparing the meals, preserving the bounty and everyday farm mishaps all were part of Eva's life as a farmer's wife.