Letter from Ruth Farmer to Eva: 1/14/1934
A letter from Kathleen Farmer Stokey's sister Ruth Farmer in Savannah, Georgia, to Kathleen's sister-in-law Eva Stokey Evans in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
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Tough times in the Great Depression, and memories of Ruth's and Kathleen's father, who died in September of 1933.
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510, E. Bolton St.
Savannah, Georgia
January 14th 1934.
Dear Eva:
It’s nice to have a “4” to write instead of two “3s” is it not? At any rate it is a change. The old one does not have a nice look to me anyway.
I have not sent cards for several years, and you have always kept it up, so really some acknowledgment is due you by this time. I only hope the address will prove correct.
These days it is not out of place to wonder if things have changed with ones friends - in some cases such violent ones have occurred + in others monotony is about the only word for it. At any rate anything in my environment would seem to have comedown to the plainest + quietest daily existence. Everything in school life is pared to the bone. To keep a private school these days is nearly a castle in Spain. You almost receive the pupils open armed for nothing a year, so glad to have a job + at the end it, with some thin scrapings, retire to rest with the nothing that accrued.
We had a very fine metaphysical lecture from W Tutt [???] this afternoon. We only have one a year, and so it is very precious. He held his audience in one thought throughout, + lifted one right out of all the woes of sense. Last Sunday strangely we heard one by H. Tomlinson from Jaxsonville. First I’ve got on a Radio. We went to a friend’s house.
Do you remember Stuart West. He is just finishing as 1st Readers. He is such a nice fellow, I’m sorry to have missed so many of his services. Last year was the first of 17 or 18 years work, to be out of the S. School.
I have nothing but blessed memories of my dear father, he was always my special one, + no one ever had a kinder friend. It was his way of silently doing kind things that makes his life one with a halo to me. For 70 years he worked + earned a living, from the time he was left an orphan at 10, the oldest of 4 boys, until his 80th birthday, when it had to be laid down. He always had information, no matter what the subject + he had acquired it all by his own efforts. In a quiet unostentatious way his was a wonderful life of attention to duty above any personal consideration. He never had help from anyone, yet he helped many a one.
I was thinking today of how, when Jesus went, there were only his clothes as a personal possession, + it was identically almost the same with our dear one. Except for his watch + suits, there was nothing to give, for he never spent anything whatever on himself, but oh how he loved to give, how his face lit up at the thought. Well now, I did not mean my little note of acknowledgment of your kind ones to touch on this at all. I just dropped into it. It is very quiet and lonely here now, but I do not mind aloneness very much.
K. came for 4 days at Cmas. It was not possible to attempt any trip to A. for mother. I hope this N. Year will bring you many blessings.
With love,
Ruth
Savannah, Georgia
January 14th 1934.
Dear Eva:
It’s nice to have a “4” to write instead of two “3s” is it not? At any rate it is a change. The old one does not have a nice look to me anyway.
I have not sent cards for several years, and you have always kept it up, so really some acknowledgment is due you by this time. I only hope the address will prove correct.
These days it is not out of place to wonder if things have changed with ones friends - in some cases such violent ones have occurred + in others monotony is about the only word for it. At any rate anything in my environment would seem to have comedown to the plainest + quietest daily existence. Everything in school life is pared to the bone. To keep a private school these days is nearly a castle in Spain. You almost receive the pupils open armed for nothing a year, so glad to have a job + at the end it, with some thin scrapings, retire to rest with the nothing that accrued.
We had a very fine metaphysical lecture from W Tutt [???] this afternoon. We only have one a year, and so it is very precious. He held his audience in one thought throughout, + lifted one right out of all the woes of sense. Last Sunday strangely we heard one by H. Tomlinson from Jaxsonville. First I’ve got on a Radio. We went to a friend’s house.
Do you remember Stuart West. He is just finishing as 1st Readers. He is such a nice fellow, I’m sorry to have missed so many of his services. Last year was the first of 17 or 18 years work, to be out of the S. School.
I have nothing but blessed memories of my dear father, he was always my special one, + no one ever had a kinder friend. It was his way of silently doing kind things that makes his life one with a halo to me. For 70 years he worked + earned a living, from the time he was left an orphan at 10, the oldest of 4 boys, until his 80th birthday, when it had to be laid down. He always had information, no matter what the subject + he had acquired it all by his own efforts. In a quiet unostentatious way his was a wonderful life of attention to duty above any personal consideration. He never had help from anyone, yet he helped many a one.
I was thinking today of how, when Jesus went, there were only his clothes as a personal possession, + it was identically almost the same with our dear one. Except for his watch + suits, there was nothing to give, for he never spent anything whatever on himself, but oh how he loved to give, how his face lit up at the thought. Well now, I did not mean my little note of acknowledgment of your kind ones to touch on this at all. I just dropped into it. It is very quiet and lonely here now, but I do not mind aloneness very much.
K. came for 4 days at Cmas. It was not possible to attempt any trip to A. for mother. I hope this N. Year will bring you many blessings.
With love,
Ruth
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To keep a private school these days is nearly a castle in Spain. You almost receive the pupils open armed for nothing a year, so glad to have a job + at the end it, with some thin scrapings, retire to rest with the nothing that accrued.
Eva, like Ruth, was a teacher - Eva of music in Philadelphia, Ruth of art in Savannah. I don't know where Eva taught, but I wonder if Ruth was hoping to encourage Eva to talk about how Eva's own school was doing.
Eva, like Ruth, was a teacher - Eva of music in Philadelphia, Ruth of art in Savannah. I don't know where Eva taught, but I wonder if Ruth was hoping to encourage Eva to talk about how Eva's own school was doing.
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