Karl Pearson to M.S. Pearson, 20th April 1920.- External URL
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Sent From (Definite): Karl PearsonSent To (Definite): Maria Sharpe PearsonDate: 20 Apr 1920
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Sent fromKarl Pearson
20 Apr 1920
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‘My own wife,
Egon and I reached home about 4.15... The enclosed card from Margaret Shaw which I read & sent a line to her saying that you were at Coldharbour & how you could regret not meeting her. I hope this was right.
The dogs here all right. Dinah but not Woodrow expressed frantic delight on seeing me rushing madly around as Ling would occasionally do. I had felt certain two days ago that Meg would have her pups before I left. Now I don’t feel so certain that it may not be several days. I am afraid you were vexed with me when we parted today. I feel very strongly your kindness about Meg, but I can’t express to you by word of mouth all I feel for what you do for me. I often think you don’t understand that I do appreciate all the jobs great & small you do, even to buttons & shirt darns. But then if one starts thanking you one would be saying so twenty times a day & it would have no meaning at all!
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Ever your own, K.P.’
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Sent toMaria Sharpe Pearson
20 Apr 1920
Description:
‘My own wife,
Egon and I reached home about 4.15... The enclosed card from Margaret Shaw which I read & sent a line to her saying that you were at Coldharbour & how you could regret not meeting her. I hope this was right.
The dogs here all right. Dinah but not Woodrow expressed frantic delight on seeing me rushing madly around as Ling would occasionally do. I had felt certain two days ago that Meg would have her pups before I left. Now I don’t feel so certain that it may not be several days. I am afraid you were vexed with me when we parted today. I feel very strongly your kindness about Meg, but I can’t express to you by word of mouth all I feel for what you do for me. I often think you don’t understand that I do appreciate all the jobs great & small you do, even to buttons & shirt darns. But then if one starts thanking you one would be saying so twenty times a day & it would have no meaning at all!
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Ever your own, K.P.’
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