I found a letter written by Job W. Angus (the younger) that predates the previous two letters of his that were posted on this blog (see previous letters No. 1 and No. 2). Dated 19 January 1871, it was written in San Antonio, Texas. It’s winter, obviously, and he speaks of never-ending rain that is preventing him from doing any work. The letter is addressed to my great grandparents William and Wealthy Woodruff. (Wealthy was one of Job’s older sisters.) On page no. 1, he mentions having just written ‘Vine’ — a reference to his younger sister Lavinia P. Angus — and that all his news was in that letter. Shame we don’t have that one!
Anyway, the fact that this letter survives to this day is wonderful nonetheless. The most interesting bit comes at the very end where he mentions his well-known uncle, builder, friend of President Lincoln, and namesake Job Winans Angus: …Uncle Job is going to build the Post Office here in a month. He is tired of his partner and don’t want to do much till he gets rid off him. Of a night, Uncle and I play Don Pedro. I don’t think that you know what it is. But they play with cards. that is how we spend our evenings.
The handwriting is very legible so I won’t bother transcribing it. Enjoy!