CAMPBELL COUSINS CORRESPONDENCE
June 15, 1923.
Dear Cousins and Sister:-
"What canít be cured must be
endured". This is quite a proposition to try to talk to an
audience that is so scattered as this "dear family" of Cousins is.
Anyway, this is a grand thought and deed of Cousin Will
to try to come closer to each other and I hope it will be a
success in every way. One regret is we did not have this started
while more of us were here to enjoy these letters, but we will
have much pleasure with those that are left of us.
At present, I am keeping house
for Cousin Stella while she is
in Elmira. I hope when she comes home she will have new feet and
eyes, as hers are nearly worn out. Most of us know that small as
her family is, she takes a great many steps in a day. Charlie Loop
[Stella's uncle] once
said, "Stella, your heart is bigger than your body". Well said, I
My family is all as well as
usual. Our eldest daughter (Faye)
and her family, which is her husband and two
sons; and our two youngest sons [Burton
& Thomas Mac Owlett], are in Orleans Co., New York
State. The rest of the children are near Nelson. I hope to keep
the name of Owlett good. We have only one grandson by that name;
he was born March 8th, 1923; his name is Harold
Andrew Owlett. He is a son of Carlton
Many of you Cousins will remember
"Joe Howe" or Joseph B. Howe,‑ a great friend to the Campbell
family and to every one else. He has been in poor health for a
long time; at last he died of dropsy [Congestive
Heart Failure], and was laid to rest in the Nelson
Cemetery, today,‑ June 14, 1923. Had he lived until next August
19th, he would have been eighty‑three years of age. He was in the
Civil War, same Company as my father, "Uncle
Mac"; he was with Pa when he fell from his horse; helped him
to get back on the horse, and took him to the hospital where my
father lived only three days.
The days are gliding
swiftly by and it wonít be long before we expect to have another
Cousins Dinner, (chicken, I suppose); wish every one of the
first Cousins might be present this year; we would try to make L.B.
Shaw [that year's host]
wish he never had seen a camel (Campbell); but then he would
have some answer for us.
Now I hope each one of you will testify a few words; do your bit; if we cannot see your face we can have your signature,‑ that is something. I have made mistakes in this letter and in life but hope you will overlook them.
I think this Circle is
going to be just fine and after the first report, it will not be
such a task to write again.
With love for everyone,
I will say good‑night.