Islington, Liverpool
Nov. 17, 1875
Dear Nephew,
I received your kind letter all safe in another from your
dear mother. I was very glad to learn
that you are so industrious on the farm.
I am sure you are a great help to your loving parents. It is very manly on your part to do the very
best in your power to help them, but it is only your duty. Remember that they have been kind and loving
to you and now you are going to pay them back with interest.
I am right glad and proud to know that you are treading the
proper path. Do not leave it. Keep on in your industry; it will pay you
best in the long run. I know many fine
strong healthy young Englishmen “to my sorrow” that as soon as they left the
path of virtue have gone headlong to an early grave, all through bad companions. Adversely in this country it is the drink
that spoils all our young men. But I
know it will never be your lot, young Frank, for you have good precepts shown
to you at home. Your good father will
guide you safe and clear. At your age I
had no proper guide. My dear sister,
your mother, was the only one that seemed to care for me for we had been left
when I was very young without father or mother.
But God has not left us, oft that I have left Him. And, Frank, in this town of all others there
are such a great many young men that give way to drink, and that is ruin. I wish
I could fly at once to you, for the drink element is carring [sic] all before
them here. But we have sent a Lib. &
G.T. in our ward, St. Annes, that was always represented by publicans and
brewers. I am much pleased, yes truly
pleased, glad, etc. that you are such a dutiful son and hope you will always
remain as such.
I am very tired, am writing after all have gone to
rest. Your Aunt M.A. said da you must
write to Uncle Frank tonight without fail, so I have complied with your Aunt’s
wish and also discharged a debt with you and trust it will not be the last epistle
before we meet. Your little cousin says
her cousin Frank will not let the dog bite her for she is cousin Franky’s
English cousin. Your little cousin boy is too young to talk
or say anything much but he can say John Bull forever.
With kind love, dear Frank, to your father, mother , sisters,
and brothers. Also same from your Aunt, myself,
Marion and our boy. I remain your affectionate Uncle,
Richard
Enclosed photo Marion.
Got two papers from you now today.
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