LETTERS OF JOHN D. MOLER, Letter from Nelia Moler to her sister, dated 31 May 1865 Transcribed and submitted by Marysue Eulitz, (c) 1999 ----------------------------------------------------------------------- KSGENWEB INTERNET GENEALOGICAL SOCIETY COPYRIGHT NOTICE: In keeping with the KSGenWeb policy of providing free information on the Internet, this data may be used by non-commercial entities, as long as this message remains on all copied material. These electronic pages cannot be reproduced in any format for profit or other gain. Copying of the files within by non-commercial individuals and libraries is encouraged. Any other use, including publication, storage in a retrieval system, or transmission by electronic, mechanical, or other means requires the written approval of the file's author. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Garnet, Kansas, May 31, 1865 Dear Sister, I received your letter full of sorrow a few days since and read it to Sarah Ann, she as well as all the rest sympathize with you in our day of trouble, but I am so grieved to tell you we are fearful she is going soon the same way Dan did. it seems hard for us to bear, but I hope and trust the good Lord will give us strength to bear up under the sore trials we are called upon to pass through. It seems as if all our afflictions come at once, but I try to think all is for the best and that a better day is coming and it may not be far distant to some of us. All we poor mortals can do is to wait our time. Jane asked Sarah Ann today if she would like to see Dan, and she answered Yes, when the time comes. She is delirious nearly all the time and sleeps a great deal of the time. When we speak to her about you and Julia she will say something about you. She thinks if you would come she would try very hard to keep awake and listen to you talk. She has been confined to the bed for the last week. She was at her home until this morning. Henry went down in his carriage and brought her up to his house to take care of her and I stay with her all the time. If I am out of her sight a minute she is uneasy and says she can not rest if I am not with her. Tonight Hannah and I are sitting up with her. She told me just now that I was one of the best bodies that she ever saw, or she had found it so. She is all the time telling me how good I am. I am thankful I can be of some service in the world. I have often wondered why it was that others whose lives were so valuable should die, and I who could be spared so easy still lives, but "what we know not now we shall know hereafter." Sarah Ann's disease is typhoid fever. Susie has also had it and is getting better. I am afraid we will all have it yet before we are done. I for my part have been very well, unusually so for me. Henry and Mary are also. Griffs family and Jane and George, the latter grieves very much for Dan and almost refuses to be comforted. I cant think what Julia can mean by not writing to us. We have only had one letter from her yet and I have written so many to her. She has certainly forgotten us all. The letters I have received so far are precious few and far between. I just wish I could get a letter from somebody. I was coming from Sarah Anns this morning on a pony of Griffs and I got just in the edge of town and he threw me off and you had better believe I was mad a little. I hated to have people see me walking home, but it had to be done nevertheless. I am so sleepy I can not write more tonight, but will finish in the morning. Friday morning, June 2nd. I will try and make a finish of this now but do not know what to say except that Sarah Ann is still very low. She has the same disease that Dan had only worse at the start. The Dr. says she is a very sick woman indeed but is well taken care of. He thinks she will not want for attention. Her baby is also quite sick with fever. Poor little thing had to be weaned. It does not know its Mother nor she the baby. I pity them so much. While I write I am sitting between her and the baby, she in the bed and it in the cradle. Susie is not so well as she was this morning. I must bring this to a close. I beg of you to try and be reconciled to what my come. We all know how you feel but can say nothing to console you. I, with the rest of you, need your sympathy. We can sympathize with each other in our sore afflictions. I will write again as soon as there is a change. We are going to send for John today. Our love to all. Write soon. Yours Nelia.