Letter from Sibyl Hosking to Fred: 4/3/1927
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A letter from Sibyl Hosking, in Chissamba, Angola, to her fellow missionary Fred Stokey, in Dondi Angola. Sibyl's getting comfortable with Fred.
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Apr. 3/27.
Dear Dr. Stokey:
I couldn't exactly read the date on your letter. Were you actually up in time on Sun. morning to write such a long interesting letter before going to meet the train? You're really a peach of a correspondent because you answer questions that are asked. Some folks ignore them time and time again. Because you're as mentioned above doesn't infer that you are not a gentleman. Mary didn't write that way about you at all when she wrote to me. She truly said very nice things. Of course I know it is unwise to make such statements to your face, but no doubt I often do unwise things.
You write about having feelings, well I have feelings too. This life somehow seems so different from the first two and one half months of the year. To-day I wrote only one letter home and I guess it is a good thing too, as I read it over now. My mother will think things are perhaps worse than they are, after receiving such bright happy letters from Bobby's home + Mrs. Cole's. Of course everything here is very nice, in a way.
How did you start using "Bobby". It's nice to see the familiar name of one of whom I am so fond. It's a good thing everybody isn't so strict and proper, at least that's my idea but remember what others would think.
I'm terribly sorry that I wasn't able to read the other sheet, I'm sure it would have afforded very good reading. I can't understand why you don't write more than you do (I don't mean to me, of course) but no fooling, you write an interesting letter. Did anyone catch you on April Fool's day. If Laura or Curtis had been there, you wouldn't have got off so easily. But then Laura used to tell you to "move" didn't she?
Well you are the "limit." I have had a cat in my room but I certainly would not have a bat in my room. What would I do if it's feet caught in my hair (you called in hay-stack) well, I considered who said it.
I had a letter from a cousin telling about some thrilling times at Xmas and amongst the guests were some young students and she finished with, "Well Sib you know what medical men are, don't you."!
I jumped to the conclusion about the hand drawing from a remark made telling of something you did. I am also guilty of jumping at conclusions as well as some other folks.
This afternoon Mr. S. was in and tried to get a rise from me but I'm sure he didn't get it this time. He knows I'm always anxious to receive my mail. Last night he said he would run up in the car for it to-day. But this afternoon he came in at tea-time and stated the fact that he didn't think he'd go. But I never let on I heard him. Nearly every time I am near him he says something about letters. However its all guessing + teasing with him because he has not seen one yet and probably won't now. Mr. Figueiredo is sending a boy each time and when he goes Elizabeth and I are going to look after it. He hasn't time to be thinking about mail.
When Mr. S. read the notice about A.M. he said, "Oh, well, that suits me fine as far as I'm concerned."
Perhaps if you have the clinic at Dondi at A.M. Miss McGhie will be able to stay down there because there is a doctor at Kamundongo, and the missionaries here don't seem at all keen on me visiting other folks so frequently. J.A.S. loves to beat me at croquet. We have had a few good games when the weather-man has allowed. But on Friday I was angry. A naughty girl I expect because I showed my feelings too. My face became red (no not blushing.) Mr. S. said my mallet hit the ball when it didn't and that was my stroke although I know that I only hit the ground. However afterwards he wanted me to take another stroke when I didn't have another but I wouldn't do it. I couldn't talk and laugh anymore that afternoon. But there you are, he came around once and tried to get me to laugh but I wouldn't look at him in the eye at all. Once I was mad with you at Galangue but you didn't even notice it. Yes, when we were playing croquet.
I don't mind if Bilhete doesn't send me greetings but yours were conspicuous by their absence. Well now I must say bye, bye, Elizabeth is waiting for me to turn out the light. This letter is quite different in tone from the one I wrote this afternoon. Write soon
Sibyl Hosking.
How do you pronounce Eicher?
Dear Dr. Stokey:
I couldn't exactly read the date on your letter. Were you actually up in time on Sun. morning to write such a long interesting letter before going to meet the train? You're really a peach of a correspondent because you answer questions that are asked. Some folks ignore them time and time again. Because you're as mentioned above doesn't infer that you are not a gentleman. Mary didn't write that way about you at all when she wrote to me. She truly said very nice things. Of course I know it is unwise to make such statements to your face, but no doubt I often do unwise things.
You write about having feelings, well I have feelings too. This life somehow seems so different from the first two and one half months of the year. To-day I wrote only one letter home and I guess it is a good thing too, as I read it over now. My mother will think things are perhaps worse than they are, after receiving such bright happy letters from Bobby's home + Mrs. Cole's. Of course everything here is very nice, in a way.
How did you start using "Bobby". It's nice to see the familiar name of one of whom I am so fond. It's a good thing everybody isn't so strict and proper, at least that's my idea but remember what others would think.
I'm terribly sorry that I wasn't able to read the other sheet, I'm sure it would have afforded very good reading. I can't understand why you don't write more than you do (I don't mean to me, of course) but no fooling, you write an interesting letter. Did anyone catch you on April Fool's day. If Laura or Curtis had been there, you wouldn't have got off so easily. But then Laura used to tell you to "move" didn't she?
Well you are the "limit." I have had a cat in my room but I certainly would not have a bat in my room. What would I do if it's feet caught in my hair (you called in hay-stack) well, I considered who said it.
I had a letter from a cousin telling about some thrilling times at Xmas and amongst the guests were some young students and she finished with, "Well Sib you know what medical men are, don't you."!
I jumped to the conclusion about the hand drawing from a remark made telling of something you did. I am also guilty of jumping at conclusions as well as some other folks.
This afternoon Mr. S. was in and tried to get a rise from me but I'm sure he didn't get it this time. He knows I'm always anxious to receive my mail. Last night he said he would run up in the car for it to-day. But this afternoon he came in at tea-time and stated the fact that he didn't think he'd go. But I never let on I heard him. Nearly every time I am near him he says something about letters. However its all guessing + teasing with him because he has not seen one yet and probably won't now. Mr. Figueiredo is sending a boy each time and when he goes Elizabeth and I are going to look after it. He hasn't time to be thinking about mail.
When Mr. S. read the notice about A.M. he said, "Oh, well, that suits me fine as far as I'm concerned."
Perhaps if you have the clinic at Dondi at A.M. Miss McGhie will be able to stay down there because there is a doctor at Kamundongo, and the missionaries here don't seem at all keen on me visiting other folks so frequently. J.A.S. loves to beat me at croquet. We have had a few good games when the weather-man has allowed. But on Friday I was angry. A naughty girl I expect because I showed my feelings too. My face became red (no not blushing.) Mr. S. said my mallet hit the ball when it didn't and that was my stroke although I know that I only hit the ground. However afterwards he wanted me to take another stroke when I didn't have another but I wouldn't do it. I couldn't talk and laugh anymore that afternoon. But there you are, he came around once and tried to get me to laugh but I wouldn't look at him in the eye at all. Once I was mad with you at Galangue but you didn't even notice it. Yes, when we were playing croquet.
I don't mind if Bilhete doesn't send me greetings but yours were conspicuous by their absence. Well now I must say bye, bye, Elizabeth is waiting for me to turn out the light. This letter is quite different in tone from the one I wrote this afternoon. Write soon
Sibyl Hosking.
How do you pronounce Eicher?
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1,
Some names in the Mission:
"Bobby": I think this is Mrs. MacAllester, stationed in Sachikela.
Mary: This must be Mary Hurlbut, a teacher stationed in Dondi.
Mr. S / JAS: Rev. J. Arthur Steed, stationed in Chissamba.
Curtis: Must be Rev. McDowell, stationed in Galangue.
Elizabeth: Elizabeth Read, a teacher at Chissamba.
The rest I'm not familiar with - Miss McGhee, Laura, Mrs. Cole - though I think Mrs. Cole's name has been mentioned elsewhere.
2.
This letter will be more easily comprehensible if you read this letter first:Sibyl is answering so many things in that letter that I can't be bothered with detailing them. I will note, however, that A.M. is the upcoming Annual Meeting.
Some names in the Mission:
"Bobby": I think this is Mrs. MacAllester, stationed in Sachikela.
Mary: This must be Mary Hurlbut, a teacher stationed in Dondi.
Mr. S / JAS: Rev. J. Arthur Steed, stationed in Chissamba.
Curtis: Must be Rev. McDowell, stationed in Galangue.
Elizabeth: Elizabeth Read, a teacher at Chissamba.
The rest I'm not familiar with - Miss McGhee, Laura, Mrs. Cole - though I think Mrs. Cole's name has been mentioned elsewhere.
2.
This letter will be more easily comprehensible if you read this letter first:Sibyl is answering so many things in that letter that I can't be bothered with detailing them. I will note, however, that A.M. is the upcoming Annual Meeting.
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DOCUMENT LISTS FOR PEOPLE:
- FRED: DOCUMENTS ----- Incoming
- SIBYL: DOCUMENTS ----- Outgoing
- NON-FAMILY: MISSION FOLKS ----- Mrs. McAllister, Mary Hurlbut, Rev. Steed, Mrs. Coles, Elizabeth Read
- NON-FAMILY: THE McDOWELLS ----- Rev. McDowell
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