As I sat out by our fire pit last night, looking up at the stars on a rare, cold and crisp South Florida evening, my mind could not help but drift westward towards thoughts of our country’s pioneers, cowboys, explorers, and others who spent plenty of nights roughing it by campfires, trying to stay warm at night, traveling weeks or months without a bed to sleep on. Past posts of Matthias Woodruff and Job W. Angus came to mind, so it seems fitting to publish another letter in that vein.
Regular readers may recall that, last November, I published a post containing a letter from Job Angus to his mother Wealthy Ann (Jaques) Angus. That letter was written on 24 July 1877. This post contains a letter written by Job to his older sister Wealthy (b. 1850) and her husband William Woodruff (my great grandparents) some six weeks later. He is in Dripping Springs, Texas, and describes his prospects for establishing himself in that area as a rancher.
Job’s handwriting is outstanding, so there is no need for me to transcribe it. (Apparently his Mom worked with the children on their handwriting when they were young*, and it’s apparent her hard work paid off.) Job closes with a mention William and Wealthy’ daughter Jennie Belle Woodruff (then age 4) and “the other one”—obviously he forgot that little one’s name! (He must have been referring to Flora M. Woodruff, born April 1877.)
Enjoy the letter–it sure left me appreciating the bed I sleep on every night (and the food I eat every day!)