Nov 24, 1897
From: William A Gray
To: Ruth Barrell
Good morning, Ruth, how is this for Winter.
I scribbled a few poor lines to you last night, but could find no envelope to enclose
them in. I didn’t lose any time in walking across town this morning, for it required hustling
to keep warm. Don’t forget what I said about skates.
One of the men of the office is absent today. He is to be married tonight. The only
son to an only daughter. His father owns this building and several others, I believe. In fact
a millionaire, yet Mr. Cary, the boys tell me, will be back to work Friday morning. This is
the way some people enjoy their wealth.
Must get back to work now so will say goodbye until tomorrow, A.M. With very best
wishes for your perfect health on this Thanksgiving Eve, and that you will enjoy scores and
scores of just such, I am lovingly yours,
Wm. A. Gray