Sladden & Collier Brewers, Importers of Wine and Spirits
The Brewery
High Street
Evesham
May 24 1897
My Dearest Wife,
I must write to you from the office so that you may have a letter on your first morning at Byfleet, I had somehow fancied you would not cross till Tuesday.
Your letter from Macon only turned up this morning with Ethel’s.
I wish we had had some of the rain here, it keeps as dry as ever, this morning it was dull and cold but the sun has come through later. Will you write this week to Jack, Kathleen and Arthur and to the other two next week. I enclose Arthur’s letter received this morning, tell him to post his letter direct to you next Sunday and you can send it on.
I met Frank on Saturday at Stratford and had about 3 hours with him, I am afraid Tom’s shyness and want of manner are against him, there is the result of not sending boys away to school, of course I advised Frank as well as I could and will by myself what can be done for the boy. I went home to lunch on Saturday and rode my bike to Honeybourne left it there till evening when I returned and rode home again in about half an hour.
We shall be curious to hear all about Miss Poulton when you return. I am glad you found your Father so well.
We are to have four services on Ascension Day beginning at 5 A.M.
I am glad you are feeling rather better and if you can get safely to Byfleet you can take it easy for some days and rest.
We are getting along comfortably, Ethel is a good little manager and Cyril is a good boy, he has played several times with the little Wood girls. Emily has been doing pretty well, for her, but Ethel can hardly put up with her thumping and wanton lies. I think I said in my last letter that it was not worth while to bargain further with Mrs Pearce, at present at all events.
I hope you will have better news of Charlie, give my love to Fanny and tell her she must try and look at the most hopeful side of matters. After all dear there are worse troubles than a scanty purse.
With much love
I am as ever
Your affectionate Husband
Julius Sladden