While doing research I found a new website I wanted to share. It is titled "Like The Dew" A journal of Southern Culture & politics. The site is
I have included part of one of the articles which is a letter from 1914. A sample page of the letter is at the site as well as some pictures of Sara and/or her daughter Clio.
It is a summer night in South Alabama, shortly before the 20th Century’s first great collision with hell. Austria-Hungary will declare war on Serbia in five days; within two weeks, the slaughter will be under way on both the Eastern and Western Fronts. The pace of events throughout the world is accelerating like a teamless wagon clattering down a hillside, but as Sarah Clementine Murdock picks up a pencil to write her daughter, time still moves at its immemorial pace.
July 23, 1914
"My darling Belle,
I have been trying to get the chance to write to you all this week; but it just looks like I never will do any thing. I just want to talk to you so much more than to write. I am trying to make Dad some shirts, and it worries me so to sew. I reckon I am getting too old; but I am always tired when I start. I was sorry that Minie wrote you about Nat, for you all have enough there. He is some better I think, all-though he is suffering with his back. They are treating it and going to try to keep from operating if they can help it. I hope so. Anyway, Lucy came back Monday, and brought her aunt and little sister with her; but I enjoyed it. She is a nice good girl, and I enjoyed her company, and she did not mind helping me. You would like her.
Well it is awful still, everybody asleep, but me and the clock. Ha. It has been awful hot for the last few days but we had a little shower this eve, and it is right pleasant tonight.
They are expecting Estelle Baxter Brown to die, she has a cancer. So you see there is all ways something. There is lots that I could tell you but I will wait and tell you; would not have anything to talk about if I told it all – yes one thing – Ma Dillard quit the Baptist Church and went to Methodist. Would you believed it?
Well it is nearly ten – guess I better stop and sleep a little – I am so anxious to hear from Aubrey – do hope he is getting on alright, bless his heart – I know he is tired – Hope it won’t be long before you all can come. I miss you so much. I got your things all right – think they were all so nice. I got them all put away for your honey-moon. Be sweet and let me hear from you real soon.
With a goodnight kiss, and a heart full of love,
Author Tom Baxter
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