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Box 1, Folder 5, Item 4- Letter to Dick T. Morgan from Ora Morgan (1902 Sept. 26)
Dick,You wrote, “do not wait a minute,” but I received your letter just at noon and arrangements had
been made for us to go that afternoon to see some told neighbors who were moving to another
neighborhood. Then I had to write Porter a good long letter just at that since in the week you
know. Of course, in the first place, it turned from me you had not take up that old, nasty, dirty
tobacco as an associate several
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home on-sounded queer- you don’t care about me coming? Pa said he wrote you yesterday, about
his K. land, said he told you he thought I was getting some far. I sent this now, so it will be sure
to be there while you are there. What is the repub. El Reno club? Harp, Evan, and friend went to
Indianapolis to State Fair Sept. 17. No, I told you I wouldn’t go. That you changed my mind- no
use to go anyway. I think what other places did you speak last week? You are
[[underline]]getting[[/underline]] lonesome, are you?
Ora
Oct 2, now
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years ago we would be more closely associated to-day. You [[underline]]had[[/underline]] [[?]]
time from me in turning to that- (We were not agreeable companions)- you would withdraw from
me to be with that- your mind and heart ^was on that an serving that- not me. I suppose you and
your pockets are [[underline]]enjoying[[/underline]] my absence.

[[underline]]Certainly[[/underline]] your love and consideration for me are not what you claim,
or things would not be as they are. You think you [[underline]] really [[/underline]] want me to
say something. write a few lines at least. When you take on me in your anger, Dick and beat me
down into the uttermost defeat of the earth with your coarse vile words and threats, I feel I never
can survive the shock- one line, at least, I came near not surviving- but I have come to learn to
store
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I told pa what you wrote me to, about stopping to see his land.
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for the time being and then rally again for somebody or something- I don’t know who or what. I
just thought this an opportune time to remain away, as far as you were concerned. as nearly in
the manner in which you denied as horrible. I hope i have done at least sufficiently well. But,
you heard from me up until Porter went away- the way that happened [[strike through]] the first
letter [[/strikethrough]] he asked me about sending some word and I remarked something about
the weather, there another time he asked if he should write partnership [[shigle?]] and I told him
I recovered. At any rate, when you [[underline]] do[[/underline]] hear from me you won’t have
to hear that I have been carrying on a [[underline]] “friendly”[[/underline]] correspondence with
some other man. You have acted very selfish ^and queer all summer. The very idea that you
should have even [[underline]] had this idea[[/underline]] of coming here, so close, on a visit to
your mother (and brother) and not coming to us first, or coming by for us, when you claimed all
along that [[underline]] you were going to make a visit this trip home [[/underline]] But that’s

where you acted queer [[underline]]again[[/underline]] when first planning our trip home you
spoke as if we need not feel it [[underline]] necessary [[/underline]] to get back to the
Convention (ser church), even you, but you hand’t more than reached here until I saw that you
wouldn’t [[?]] that for anything ^or anybody the “[[?]] Home” idea struck me, but you use that as
one of your “tricks”, waking eight of that part to me. That you wouldn’t - I wouldn’t be alongbut I never know- of there didn’t want to, and so on, then what did you turn right around and do,
and Mrs. Jackson in the crowd, too, and ^so on had a gen[[written in margins]]
what to expect of you
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or family gathering
-eral reception room^beside as well, eh, and a parlor I suppose. I shall believe you and Mrs. t. are
that she is one of your speeches, too. There is [[underline]]some[[/underline]] special attraction
for you, over there, some place at least, or you would not have acted so queer and in such a stew
all the time. were and here I must carry myself accordingly,. wrecked for life. I think Mrs. T.
mentor than I ever though she could be, but her going to the C. I wonder if she knew I
[[underline]]wouldn’t[[/underline]] be there? And she learned supported you [[underline]] would
[[/underline]]. Of Course she did. she and you understood and knew, of course. “You followed
my suggestion,” you say. You know you did not. You spoke of her and others from Perry and
that they inquired about me ^of course you answered you treated me mean and I will never

know how mean. And that she should be so audacious and treat me so mean. In those cases, if
you didn’t create me mean, too, they wouldn’t amount to anything between us. Every other
woman must be treated all right whether I am or not. you said would seem lovely to start off to
the C. [[underline]]without me [[/underline]], [[strikethrough]] but I took particular notice that
you didn’t wish for me there to go, I see you did in one letter, with you [[/strikethrough]]
in your mixup with another Perry-woman not many years go you asked my opinion, but as then,
I see I’d just as well not given it. There is not need of a wife’s suggestions, opinions or wishes at
such times if she has the right sort of a husband. The day you left you wanted to get off half a
day before train-time “to see Evan”- sat out there watching those girls, I could see from where I
was that pa didn’t have your undivided attention. Said you went set back to your office- and you
could easily count the days you’ve spent there since your return. “You are so busy”- I know how
to make my calculations on that plea, ever since you were so busy at that inflow- confounding
with your typewriter. Not writing to you I thought would give you a chance to practice at your
old trade- deception and lie if folks inquired of me, “And you neglecting me”? How much that
extension sounds like your “Friend Millie” Did you go to the sacred Y.M.C.A. concert (Sept’s)?
You don’t cheap a word in regard to news- or how you spend your evenings-ever ^whether you
attend prayer meeting- so of course you don’t expect me to write any news. You don’t even
mention Mrs. Blackman- or is she home and your worry is over you told me [[underline]] twice
[[/underline]] in your first letter after returning, that she hadn’t
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and so the women, out at Apache, were with [[?]] and you couldn’t well flirt with them- that was
too bad.

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got back [[underline]] yet[[/underline]] I would refer to my physical condition if I had
[[underline]] any idea[[/underline]] that I would receive the kind consideration, sympathy,
interest and wishes that you wrote to your “Friend Millie”. At the Convention (C.C.), as well as
[[?]] your arrival home, I suppose some loveliness of both face and manners (morals) was the
theme of jubilee- and [[perfect?]] as well as [[just?]]- comment to your great gratification. You
^have treated them better than you have your wife. Another thing, differently than what you
represented to me- beside stopping at the A., at Norman- You would not arrive home at nightbut that was accounted for, later. Your first letter to me you said you had ^finished reading your
mail and [[?]] and would now enjoy writing to us. You speak of Miss. Campbell sending me
word to hurry home. It must be put her interest in you [[?]] As I have but a speaking
acquaintance with her, had it been the youngest Miss. Bradley I wouldn’t have thought strange.
You wrote, I happened to think you might want money to come