Letter, Louise Cavett Swann to Porter Swann, March 21, 1919

Correspondence from Louise Cavett Swann to her son, Porter Swan, while he served in France during World War I. In the letter, L. C. Swann relates to her son all of the local social happenings such as who took whom to a dance and the night's dinner menu.

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The Union Central Life Insurance Co.

Macon, Miss.
March 21, 1919

My precious boy:

The souvenirs you sent your Papa came Thurs. and he was tickled to death. We all are so interested in them and want to know their history-especially the spoon and fork.

I think the vases made of the shells are beautiful and we all appreciated them so much. Have been getting letters from you each Tuesday when I hear from the others. Wrote you so many times last week that I really haven’t much to tell.

Thursday, we went to aid meeting at Mrs. Warren Stewart’s and she served such beautiful refreshments and they were so good too.

Friday, Allie Jr. carried me and H.L. to Mama’s. Hall came the day before. I could not stay the night as I had set my incubators.

I can’t see why you do not write Hal and Bro Joe, when you know they are so interested in you and would appreciate a letter so much.

Allie Jr. carried Marcelle Glen to the dance in Macon Friday night. You know she is Mrs. Hunter’s cousin. Beatty Carothers came down for the dance and came out to spend the remainder of the night with Allie. We enjoyed having him so much. He got his ankle broken at Leon Springs so did not get to go across. He thinks Uncle Sam will probably compensate him by giving him 4 years at Cornell. He seemed very much interested in your souvenirs and sent you his best regards.

Hallie Lee is broiling some sausage that with [] is our supper. Allie Jr. playing “When you and I were Young Maggie.” Papa reading. So that is how we are spending the time. All of the girls will be here next Sunday and how happy we would be if you could only come too.

We all went to S.S. today and everyone seemed so interested. Mary Alice had invited us several days ago to take dinner with them today. We did so and had such a pleasant day. Mr. and Mrs. Neville were there too. Mary A. served a lovely dinner, oyster soup, turkey, roll, cranberries and asparagus on toast, creamed potatoes, macaroni and cheese, coffee, apple salad, and gelatin with bananas and whipped cream. She said she had the turkey for your Papa.

I got home and found both incubators high, one not much, not enough to hurt, but large one was real high, so am afraid I paid right dearly for my pleasure today.

Mr. Fox, the Yankee boy who bought the Yates place was out today. He seems to be real nice and looks like Jim Robert. Major Robert now. He is still at Camp Pike and was taking dancing lessons when last I heard of him.

Allie Jr. is going to help Tom Baggers [brake] some hay tomorrow. Allie is going to town, Hallie Lee to school, and I will try to garden some.

I shall certainly miss old Uncle George. He was a good old man and I liked him. Papa showed Zak those shells and he said “it looked to him lak dey would kill everything.”

Mr. McLelive gave us some early corn so I want to get that planted too tomorrow. If Allie would just have the ground fixed, I could have it planted.

Dora [Eveline?] came to the dance, so of course, Boswell was happy. This is certainly a very scattering letter, that I haven’t any means to tell, so when I think of something to write, I just put it down.

You know Addie, Santo’s sister-in-law is my cook. She has improved so much that she is a really good one now. Her biscuits are perfectly delightful.

Aunt Ada comes over real often now. Just for a few minutes, she always asks about you.

[*too faded to read*] Papa’s 55th birthday. I have saved on turkey to have then. “When you come back and you will come back.” We will celebrate it some way. Well this chat has certainly not seemed very interesting so I’ll tell you “good bye”

Pleasant dreams and may they be of home and soon come true. A goodnight kiss and a real hard hug and squeeze.

From,
Mama