(This is an entry from the journal entitled Mexico Summer written by Elizabeth Lancaster Carsey 80-years-ago. Click here to read more)
At one, Bernard came by and we took 4 bags to Artesia to the Fifth Sunday Meeting – Fair program. Annie B. McClaney played in my place – instead of staying for refreshments we two went to see Shugarts. Charming visit, I’d forgotten how sweet Mrs. S. was and how much fun she could be. Got home just in time to snatch a salad for supper and go for Mr. & Mrs. Johnston before church. Yesterday I had a talk with Dr. Linebaugh about a place in Sacramento Summer School. He said if I’d asked him sooner I could have it. He’d keep me in mind for next summer and perhaps there was time for this year. Anyway, Dr. Smith was coming this next week and he’d see then. After church, Bernard, I, Velma and Bernard saw “One More Spring” with Janet Gaynor and Warner Baxter. Quite good.
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The dust begins to mix with snow!
Albuquerque Journal Albuquerque, NM March 31, 1935 pg1
(This is an entry from the journal entitled Mexico Summer written by Elizabeth Lancaster Carsey 80-years-ago. Click here to read more)
Letters from Carsey, Mary Jo, Jaime and Ty-Ty. The letter insinuated some things that I thought quite unnecessary. I shall probably tell her so! A dust storm blew up about noon or rather 2:30 and stayed with us the rest of the afternoon. Joyce Grady came up and visited with me. Alyce Claire went to Tatum again, with Mr. Ukin. Her father was to be there – Got my pink dress from Mrs. Parker and had it cleaned. Am to go back on Monday Don’t know now whether I am going to Artsia tomorrow or not – Don’t much care. Saw Lavora Arthur and actually getting a little flesh on her bones! She told me lots of House gossip.
Thursday March 28, 1935
The YH&O’bS I put on the letter last fall was gotten from Anthony Adverse last fall and it means Your Humble and Obedient Servant. Yes, I did have to put ‘sincerely’ down in order to write is backwards but I didn’t expect it to be so obvious. Probably it would have not been to ordinary intelligence.
What luck! I have to go to Sierra Blanca tomorrow to make a speech to the Bi-County Council of PTA. I wish you were here to make it in my place. Mr. Oliver told me of the obligation 2 months ago and I forgot about it. Today, Mrs. Toolen informed me that I was to be ready at 9in the morning to go with her. Mr. Oliver is gone. Some of his wife’s people are sick. It is a nuisance to have his classed in the study hall when he is gone. My speech is going to be mostly extemporaneous verbosity.
I have been invited to eat at Manuel Morales’ House one night soon. His father does not talk English and is a rather smart, loquacious Mexican. I am rather looking forward to going down there. You remember, I was invited once before when you were in town. They have myriads of kids and show them all off with great pride to me.
Sand! We have had sand all week. Yesterday it could be seen for one hour before it got here. The school is so sandy that you can smell it in the air. Every morning the desks have collected enough to write your name on them. Right now, it looks foggy out side because of the sand.
I am making none-too enthusiastic plans to go the University of Texas this summer and register for their summer course in Geology Almost any inducement could change my mind. I rather like geological work (for I have done a little) but I don’t relish summer school in Texas. It seems to me that I should be a rich man’s son or professional leisure-time-user rather than a school teacher or geologist. Humble has a fellow that I have a slight acquaintance with in Roswell named Miller and another that I don’t know at all. It might be either of them. Brother Ben knows both of them.
Why spend 3 cents on this letter you ask? Well, mostly I would like to get another from you. Really nothing has happened — or ever does, and this week or more has been particularly eventless.
Carsey
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(This is an entry from the journal entitled Mexico Summer written by Elizabeth Lancaster Carsey 80-years-ago. Click here to read more)
Supposed to go to a party at Dwight’s at 7:30 and Bernard didn’t come for me until almost 8! Of course he could not let me know he’d be late but he let Pete and Velma know! Then when the rest of us decided to dance he decided to go home – Was I ever mad! I know Dwight felt hurt.
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Soil erosion experts meet in Texas to talk about dust and Russia is worried about war.
Jack Le Baron took us to dinner (soup and fried oysters) and drew us a few cartoons – Have had a thick mantle of dust over everything – not blowing, just here, as thick in the schoolroom as outside
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The dust is everywhere!
Corsicana Daily Sun Coriscana TX March 27, 1935
Attempt made to poison cattle in Dallas milk war. Arsenic found in cow feed.
(This is an entry from the journal entitled Mexico Summer written by Elizabeth Lancaster Carsey 80-years-ago. Click here to read more)
Alyce Claire and I had the S.S. Class dinner at the church. Lucy Mac and I went by for Mrs. Plyer but she had forgotten about it. Went to see “Little Minister” afterwards –
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Got Milk! Farmers dump thousands of gallons of milk on ground at M-K-T railroad yards in price war. The nations weather in an uproar. Snow, rain, dust, hail and tornadoes.
(This is an entry from the journal entitled Mexico Summer written by Elizabeth Lancaster Carsey 80-years-ago. Click here to read more)
This is Bernard’s pen. He left it after we had been playing Casino up here tonight.
He took me to the new Mexican cafe on 2nd and then to see “Devil Dog’s of the Air“, The show was fair but the food was good! Took my materials to Mrs. Parker to be made up. Heard “When I Grow Too Old to Dream” just now – My new Fav’rite!
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Letter from Carsey and one from Jeanette. Spring is really here. Flowers , trees in bud, green grass, etc. Wish I had a spring outfit to wear!
March 22, 1935
Dear Elizabeth,
I would like to have heard your speech in Spanish before La Cruz Azul. It seems to me that I remember the organization as being “La Cruz Roja.” I certainly would have shivvered before a group of Spanish-speaking people if I had been in your place.
You speak of interesting week-ends. We have not had one here since the operas were in El Paso. Jaime just last Sunday complained that there had not been one even fairly decent day since he could remember.
But school-work does keep one busy. Especially when one is appointed to debate coach and tennis coach in addition to the other multifarious duties. I really objected to being tennis coach this year for I know so little about it and play such a rotten game of tennis myself. But being coach doesn’t amount to much and required little technical ability — just practice on serves and back-hands. I do know something about debating and have rather enjoyed the work. You ought to hear Mary Jo debate. The subject for Texas is “Resolved: That all public utilities (electric light and power) should be owned and operated by the government.” We are to debate Marfa Monday night. Mary Jo and Minna Boyd are to take the negative and Bill McVay and D.C. Moore have the affirmative. The girls are the srongest and Bill is the weakest but he is comical and always amuses the audience by his antics and comical gestures.
In Spanish this year I have particularly been successful in singing Spanish songs. Manuel Morales and a tall Mexican youth named Cecelio have made it possible. I believe I mentioned Farolito before.It is a late popular Mexican production of Augstin Lara of Mexico City who writes songs once a week but every once in a while one is good — as good as popular songs get. We have also learned Negra Consentida and a still prettier one of the Marie Greever that we dont know the correct name of ; it is generally called ‘Yo te quiero mucho’ because of the catchy tune of the words in the song but that isn’t its name.
Still dont know whether I shall go to the University of Texas, Mexico City or anywhere. But the school board might decide for me. There is political rumbling that can be heard. It irks Mr. Moore ( who married by mail month before last) for Jamie, Letha and me to play bridge in Catherine’s apt on school nights. Nightwatchman Moore in on the school board.
How have you decided to spend the summer? Do you entertain any sort of ideas of going back to Mexico’s Capital?
Only 8 more weeks until school is out! I think that makes it the 18th or the 17th of May. I imagine your school will come out a week later on account of Christmas. The trip to El Paso is materializing with rapidity. I think I shall spend the interim of time until you come in McCamey.
Have just been down to the office and found your letter. Yes the idea does appear attractive — in fact, more attractive than anything I can think of. But in my present status it has a hitch in it. Like all other ventures, to carry it to completion there must be some agency at hand to carry it out. Political jobs, far from being handed out thru merit only, require a definite connection with some influential person or institution. Right now I have no such relationship, but do have an opportunity to get into the oil business (in theory anyway), I have been mulling over the possibilities there. I can imagine nothing better than consular or any type of foreign government service work. I remember looking with almost envy on the fellows I saw in the American consulate in Mexico City. Too, I am interested in developing my Spanish and that (among other) reasons I would like to return to last f summer’s habitat. The idea of your’s is superb. Wish I could formulate a definite plan to put it into execution.
Had the tennis eliminations for the school this afternoon. Or rather started them. Mary Jo played Cora Nell Wagnon and excellent game but lost. Maxine Smith beat Barbara to sets consecutively.
Went up to see Jaime tonight at the plant — for he is at work — and we chewed tobacco and gossiped for an hour.
Que lindo es el cine! ((how nice is the cinema)) It makes me right angry to see as many shows go thru El Paso, and no opportunity for me to see them. I don’t remember having the read the Charles Dickens work that you saw portrayed in the show. I went to our “Community Theatre” to see Cleopatra and couldn’t understand it.
After reading this over I see 2 grammatical blunders and several mispellings. Hope these dont irk you.
Your ideas are grand. Also send me any elaboration or other idea that possesses you.
Ylerecnis
Carsey
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Work relief is on the way, the big three take a stand and a new tax drive in the works.
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Alyce Claire has gone to Tatum. Left for a 7 o’clock bus. I plan a lot for today but hardly can hope to get everything accomplished. Have found out that the blond fellow that eats at Mrs. Grady’s once in a while is a Mr. Scott who works for the the Humble Oil Company. It would be the Humble Oil Company representative that I get interested in – Went to the luncheon given for the judges, teachers & “interested” in the Music Festival. Saw Mrs. O’Malley, Elizabeth Gant and Dr. Ballenger again. Sat next to lee Hendricks and got the first real visit with him I’ve ever had. Very nice. All afternoon was spent with Mrs. Martens. Went to her home for supper – Charlotte St. John came over while we were still at the table and we discussed Paul Horgan and his new book!
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March 23, 1935: Constitutional Convention. Seated, left to right: George H. Dern, President Franklin D. Roosevelt, and Manuel L. Quezon – Courtesy Wikipedia
(This is an entry from the journal entitled Mexico Summer written by Elizabeth Lancaster Carsey 80-years-ago. Click here to read more)
Spring seems definitely to be here. Trees are getting green, crocuses, daffodils and tulips are plentiful. Went to the Pecos Valley Music Festival at Baptist Church. Mrs. O’Malley, Elizabeth Grant, Dr. Hosford and Dr. Ballenger were judges!! Met Dr. Hospeth, Saw Earnest Harp there with Dorothy Titus. The more I see her the less I think of her for some reason. Here from Indiana, supposedly making a trip thru the West. Substituted here, went to El Paso with Jack Le Baron and ate off him the whole trip! is a capital sponger and gold digger from what we can discover and to think Earnest has taken up for her! Poor Earnest!
I got “The Magnificent Obsession” from Mrs. Little yesterday and finished it today! It is a good story and does give one something to think on if he has a mind to. The author seems to believe you can do anything you want to if you want hard enough! Just like Miss Poe at the Camp Hospital where Ty-Ty was!
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At one, Bernard came by and we took 4 bags to Artesia to the Fifth Sunday Meeting – Fair program. Annie B. McClaney played in my place – instead of staying for refreshments we two went to see Shugarts. Charming visit, I’d forgotten how sweet Mrs. S. was and how much fun she could be. Got home just in time to snatch a salad for supper and go for Mr. & Mrs. Johnston before church. Yesterday I had a talk with Dr. Linebaugh about a place in Sacramento Summer School. He said if I’d asked him sooner I could have it. He’d keep me in mind for next summer and perhaps there was time for this year. Anyway, Dr. Smith was coming this next week and he’d see then. After church, Bernard, I, Velma and Bernard saw “One More Spring” with Janet Gaynor and Warner Baxter. Quite good.
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