Clothing And Camp

A second piece with the name of H.H.C. Kay:




Quartermaster General's Office
Washington City, D.C.
October 25 1864

Sir:

Your consolidated return of clothing and camp and garrison equipage pertaining to Co. B 22nd Reg. Penna Gar. for period from July 1st 1863 to January 27th 1864 has been received and examined at this office, and sent to the Second Auditor of the Treasury for settlement.

Remarks -

Very ??
By order of the G.M. Guard (?)

-signatures

To
Capt. H.H.C. Kay
22 Penna Gar


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Raise And Recruit

Another item from that Civil War collection:



Headquarters - Pennsylvania Militia, Inspector General's Department

Harrisburg, August, 1864

To H.H.C. Kay

Sir: You are hereby authorized to raise and recruit a Company Squadron of Volunteer Cavalry under the provisions of General Order No. 1, of these Head-quarters, of August 30, 1864, issued in pursuance of the authority of the Acts of Assembly of the 22nd and 25th August, 1864, and the act to which they are supplements, authorizing the formation of the Pennsylvania State Guard.

Samuel Todd
Inspector General, Penn'a


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Your Affectionate Husband

A few months back, I came across a nice collection of Civil War-era letters and ephemera. I could spend a month with these, but I thought I would take this week to show off some of the best.




Chambersburg PA - Aug. 1st 1862

Dear Rebecca:

Your very welcome letter reached me yesterday evening. I was much pleased to learn that you and Mr. Campbell had made all things right. I received a letter from him yesterday in which he states that Mr. Hapler (?) was perfectly satisfied. I can now rest. The fact is I was entirely too hasty, at least I  had no grounds to complain because my quarters salary (?) was not due, although they should have interested themselves more to raise the money by the time I left.

I have been very well since I left. I put up with Mr. Clarke where I remained over night. Last night I started with Mr. Waupler (?) and during the day I ran about almost every where. The (?) are all glad to see me. I was at Wanamakers, thye don't take their bereavement as hard as I thought they would. They intend to move to Philadelphia in about 3 weeks. I saw Capt. Gillan, and could have wept over him. He is in the last stage of consumption, and is not able to go to church any more. I don't think he will last beyond fall. I dined yesterday with Judge Nill....(?) But I can't go into particulars until I see you.

All the young men here have joined the army. They want me to because (?) Chaplain which I think I will do. Henry Hutton, Ben. La(?) George W (? likely same name as above), James Maxwell, John Oaks, Jeff Nill are among the numbers.

But I will now close. When we meet I can give you more satisfaction. I will be at Carlisle on Monday morning. If anything happens let me know. My love to the family, I accept a great portion from (?)

Your affectionate husband,
Samuel Philips


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Giveaway Winner

This week's winner was Jessica Watson, who entered right here on the site. Jessica, I will try and get in touch with you - but if you see this, please send me an email: fb@forgottenbookmarks.com.

Thanks to all who entered, see you next week!

Friday Giveaway: 15 Vintage Children's Books - contest closed







Contest now closed, back with a winner in a moment.

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Oh Snap


Recipe for ginger snaps:


3/4 cup shortening
1 cup sugar
1/2 cup molasses
1 egg
1 1/2 teaspoon soda
2 cups flour
1 teaspoon cinnamon
1 teaspoon cloves
1 teaspoon ginger

Make in balls sugar drop
Pat and cover with sugar

Found in "The Rumford Complete Cook Book" by Lily Haxworth Wallace. Published by the Rumford Company, 1923.


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Characteristics of People



Note, appears to be torn from a notebook:

Characteristics of People

She was methodical, even in eating - unconsciously apportioning her bites of egg to come out even with her mouthfuls of toasts, and leaving just enough coffee in the cup to enjoy 2 or 3 final swallows after all the food was gone. Her plate was always scraped clean, which was consistent with her frugal nature, but was also the result of her genuine enjoyment of all foods.

A basic conversation governed everything she did, often to the dismay of her children, who looked for quick acquiescence in all their demands.

Her good health and slim body, which had hardly varied in weight for 30 years, we fortunate inheritance from her hardly pioneer ancestors., but an instinctive respect for her body, and desire for prudent living were responsible for for her keeping of these treasures.


Found in "Manhattan: A Poem" by Charles Hanson Towne. Published by Mitchell Kennerly, 1909.


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Picked Over



Newspaper clipping, no date or other information. With a little research, I found that it appeared in the February 7, 1976 edition of The New York Times. As you can imagine, the words hit home for me, seems like I go through this ritual almost every day.

People picked over Josephine Oliengo Paglieri’s belongings Thursday night. Her books, furniture and clothes were strewn about the sidewalk and street, lying in the snow.

Mrs. Paglieri, who operated Enrico and Paglieri Restaurant after her husband, Paulo, had died in 1950, lived in a small flat over the restaurant at 64 West 11th Street for 50 years.

The restaurant, which opened in 1908, went out of business last year. But Mrs. Paglieri continued to live in the apartment with the same desk, bureau and bed she had had for 60 years, until she died last November, at the age of 95.

On Thursday, Mrs. Paglieri’s friends cleared the apartment of her personal possessions and left them on the sidewalk to be picked up by the Sanitation Department. Presently, a young hippie came by, grabbed one of her battered suitcases and began to stuff her old books into it. He hastily selected the few leather-bound ones.

Applying The Crusher

"You’re a fast worker," said his female companion. She lived next door, near Fifth Avenue, and was dressed in a fur coat.

Somebody else rummaged through Mrs. Paglieri’s worn dresses. “These are great for old clothes,” she said. Other people peered inside the drawers of Mrs. Paglieri’s plain wooden bureau.

That night a large sanitation truck rumbled up the street to pick up the goods. An old olive-green velvet couch crumbled under the tongs of the truck’s crusher.

The desk fell apart when the garbage men tried to pick it up. A lifetime of personal papers, letters, souvenirs and stationery swirled all over the sidewalk outside the restaurant that Mrs. Paglieri used to own.

The sanitation men shoveled and swept, and threw them inside the truck. But one photograph remained on the street behind the vehicle. It was a picture of Mrs. Paglieri as a young girl, with her family.

The driver of the sanitation truck picked it up. He glanced at it while the desk was splintering under the weight of the garbage. He hopped into he cab and roared off, leaving a few papers fluttering in the wind.


Found in "The Silver Arrow" by Earl H. Reed. Published by Reilly and Lee, 1926.

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