The Clarence Darrow Letters

Dear Jennie

I just rec'd your letter written yesterday and do not understand why you had not rec'd mine mailed Saturday forenoon. Of cure you have by this time so I will just begin where I left off. My bed is soft a fine hair mattress. My pillows are also soft; odorless and the right-size. Everything here is immaculately clean and neat except the railing of the verandas where the old tobacco chewers line up and [they?] all smoke and chew with one or two exceptions

Yesterday after dinner we got a single carriage and drove to Williamsport five miles distant and then came home by Allica, about a twelve mile ride in all. The country about-here is simply beautiful it is very broken and rolling very long hills an fr frequent streams, the Wabash river is very wide and in some places very swift.

I feel well except my ankles which are still somewhat swollen with rheumatism as they have been for two weeks. I am getting better of that tho and I could walk a long distance but am careful not to be on my feet too much. The day school closed - Friday - I sat out with Karl in the front yard on the grass the next day I noticed my limbs were very sore. Sunday we took the long walk around the Park with Dr. Fishers and Monday if I had had a dozen boils my limbs could not have been much more painful

from my knees to my ankles. They hurt me all the time we were sewing and I was really glad to get here and get there into the soft-mud. It is probable that we shall come home Saturday at least Mr. Olson will. If I am getting better and am still not well I shall stay a little longer. When I get home I shall go up north or take a rest at Battle Creek. I have not had a headache since I came here

nor has my stomach entered the slightest protest at three good meals a day. I sleep nights and days and do not feel nervous at all. On the whole I am very much better and rested. When my rheumatism is well I shall be well, still I don't suffer much with it just feel a lameness and stiffness of the joints.

I was sorry not to see Clarence but still I should have felt sorry to see him go. Tell [Helen?] not to take the time to write as you keep me informed of all the matters of interest. Tell Karl when I get over being sleepy I will write to him. Mr. Olson just came in and I read him your letter which he was very glad to hear. He says he expects to stay until the first of next week. The weather is perfect so cool and fresh. I have on my white woolen waist and blue wool shirt and am not too warm. There are two beside us at our table - a German from Peterberg, Ill

and a young lady a teacher 8th grade from Peoria. She is quite-lame and walks with difficulty. Mr. Raymond comes to his meals in a wheel chair but within a day or two has got able to walk a little. There is a very intelligent Swiss gentleman from B Bloomington, he has only one leg and strange to say he has the rheumatism in the one that was cut off brought on by climbing [?] three years ago with his wooden leg. There is a Miss [?] here also who is a teacher in the Lake View High School. Ever so many Chicago people

but none that I care much for. Mr. Olson and I sit on a bench under the trees a great deal of the time. He is reading Socialistic lit and I have been reading Irving's Sketch book which is a perfect read to me. Strange I never read it before. Tell Everett's if they go to Detroit we will try to meet them in Mackinac later.

Tell Hilda Mr. Olson has got so he can walk without a crutch but still carries his cane. I hope she and Miss Burns are having a comfortable time I can send no world to father. I am glad he feels well. I intend to write to Kate. I wish you would take this over and read it to her. For the first time I can send no word to father. I am glad he feels well. I have [?] of Kate a great many times since I came here and have seen all these poor sufferers. Is Everett getting rested? Has Mr. Kelchner gone or will he take the trip with the rest? Why don't you all go to Sans Souci some evening.

Well this is all the paper left on the table so with love to you both I will say goodby.

Mary

Mrs. Jennie Darrow Moore

6030 Monroe Ave.

Chicago