A photo taken during their courtship. Enjoy!
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Postmark May 8, 1899
Monday
My Dear Nelly
Yes!! Do write me tonight. I didn’t think about chances being against us getting to see & then to not get a letter I would feel gloomy. So write tonight & tell me what Mamma said & where she was when we came in. Sister said Bro didn’t know when he could get back but he may get here time enough for us to go to Picnic. If not I’l try to come out Wednesday eve if he is here. If I don’t come to either you all be certain to come up to see Sister Thursday aft as I can’t do without seeing you the whole week.
Your Glass
My Dear Nelly
Yes!! Do write me tonight. I didn’t think about chances being against us getting to see & then to not get a letter I would feel gloomy. So write tonight & tell me what Mamma said & where she was when we came in. Sister said Bro didn’t know when he could get back but he may get here time enough for us to go to Picnic. If not I’l try to come out Wednesday eve if he is here. If I don’t come to either you all be certain to come up to see Sister Thursday aft as I can’t do without seeing you the whole week.
Your Glass
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Postmark May 4, 1899
Thursday Eve
My own Darling Nellie
Your very welcome & highly appreciated letter came OK this p.m.
Yes!! Darling I was badly disappointed yesterday & not so much so because you had told me you didn’t think you’d write. When Wednesday mail came & no letter from you I was sure enough crazy. I wanted to go out to Klondyke but was here alone & couldn’t. I could only walk the floor & wonder why you had not written.
Many things came to me all to assure me more positively that my love for you is true. Nellie there isn’t a question left to marry me & that is I fear you don’t & can’t love me as you should.
I only fear that you’l be dissatisfied & unhappy.
You say you are willful but can give it up & that will never bother us. No dear. Where this is love there couldn’t be any trouble of this kind. As for me I am sure I would be happy with you & would forever & to know were happy would make me happy but suppose dear you found you didn’t love me & that I wasn’t made of the stuff you thought I was & for me to learn this would make me miserable.
Darling you say you are expecting a letter telling you to come & teach school. What must you tell them. I have told you all I can tell you & can assure you that I meant all I’ve told you & of course what I’ve told you wouldn’t sound much like you going to teach school would it!!
I just learned today that one of my young lady friends will be married soon. A girl that has good judgement & we so often have talked about marrying & ect (I DON’T MEAN marrying each other) & we would always agree that it meant a great deal more for a girl than a boy for surely I think she is more than worthy of the man she gets however he is fine in character & knowledge. I only fear she’l regret it.
You had rather I’d prove untrue than unworthy of you.
Well now my dear girl I’l never prove untrue but I can never prove worthy of you this I fear you’l learn after it’s to late for you however I love you & I want you for mine forever & ever.
But be sure you love me & this is all I ask of you.
I was sure you all were coming up this week. Why didn’t you?
The book didn’t come any way. Don’t you think we have some more important business to attend to Sunday aft than going to S.S. Which I [illegible] you think should be attended to before it goes farther. So maybe if you don’t say to much about S.S. we can start with then go for a drive & come in home while they are all gone.
I’l try to get out there early & any thing you have on programme will suit me for Surely I’d as soon ask him before you all as not for I mean to ask him & I mean to get his consent even if I fail first time. Then you’l have to help beg so fix yourself for it.
Bye Bye
Lovingly
Glass
P.S. If you hadn’t written today you would have been a widow for realy I believe I’d have walked myself to death walking the floor with blues.
My own Darling Nellie
Your very welcome & highly appreciated letter came OK this p.m.
Yes!! Darling I was badly disappointed yesterday & not so much so because you had told me you didn’t think you’d write. When Wednesday mail came & no letter from you I was sure enough crazy. I wanted to go out to Klondyke but was here alone & couldn’t. I could only walk the floor & wonder why you had not written.
Many things came to me all to assure me more positively that my love for you is true. Nellie there isn’t a question left to marry me & that is I fear you don’t & can’t love me as you should.
I only fear that you’l be dissatisfied & unhappy.
You say you are willful but can give it up & that will never bother us. No dear. Where this is love there couldn’t be any trouble of this kind. As for me I am sure I would be happy with you & would forever & to know were happy would make me happy but suppose dear you found you didn’t love me & that I wasn’t made of the stuff you thought I was & for me to learn this would make me miserable.
Darling you say you are expecting a letter telling you to come & teach school. What must you tell them. I have told you all I can tell you & can assure you that I meant all I’ve told you & of course what I’ve told you wouldn’t sound much like you going to teach school would it!!
I just learned today that one of my young lady friends will be married soon. A girl that has good judgement & we so often have talked about marrying & ect (I DON’T MEAN marrying each other) & we would always agree that it meant a great deal more for a girl than a boy for surely I think she is more than worthy of the man she gets however he is fine in character & knowledge. I only fear she’l regret it.
You had rather I’d prove untrue than unworthy of you.
Well now my dear girl I’l never prove untrue but I can never prove worthy of you this I fear you’l learn after it’s to late for you however I love you & I want you for mine forever & ever.
But be sure you love me & this is all I ask of you.
I was sure you all were coming up this week. Why didn’t you?
The book didn’t come any way. Don’t you think we have some more important business to attend to Sunday aft than going to S.S. Which I [illegible] you think should be attended to before it goes farther. So maybe if you don’t say to much about S.S. we can start with then go for a drive & come in home while they are all gone.
I’l try to get out there early & any thing you have on programme will suit me for Surely I’d as soon ask him before you all as not for I mean to ask him & I mean to get his consent even if I fail first time. Then you’l have to help beg so fix yourself for it.
Bye Bye
Lovingly
Glass
P.S. If you hadn’t written today you would have been a widow for realy I believe I’d have walked myself to death walking the floor with blues.
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Postmark May 2, 1899
L.L. Meggs,
General Store and Real Estate
Marion County
Orange Springs, Fla., May 1, 1899
My Dear Nellie
I found your mother’s table linen last night. My old Plug came near turning me out the buggy getting around it. I sent it out today by Sarah Graham & trust she gave it to you.
Nellie I don’t see why it should be any one’s business to say so much about our correspondence especially if that is what caused you to not want to write 2 letters a week. However dear if it’s your wish I’l not quarrel with you about it. Then too you may have other reasons. I can hear your words asking me why I would get so blue & not be cheerful as I used to be. I have thought of it often since you asked me. My dear didn’t I tell you, that, when you said I looked like a happy boy. Yes the smile often dwindles to as sad care worn face carried by a boy that has never know what real life is & when I am in that kind of speel you can look into my face & read what kind of a harvest a boy that leads a life of [illegible] reaps. But by your influence can’t I cast away all these blueish feeling. Write to your own boy, Glass.
I often try to wear a pleasant face as the little book tells us. Never more [illegible] over fellows with shadows on our faces where we ought to have sunlight.
General Store and Real Estate
Marion County
Orange Springs, Fla., May 1, 1899
My Dear Nellie
I found your mother’s table linen last night. My old Plug came near turning me out the buggy getting around it. I sent it out today by Sarah Graham & trust she gave it to you.
Nellie I don’t see why it should be any one’s business to say so much about our correspondence especially if that is what caused you to not want to write 2 letters a week. However dear if it’s your wish I’l not quarrel with you about it. Then too you may have other reasons. I can hear your words asking me why I would get so blue & not be cheerful as I used to be. I have thought of it often since you asked me. My dear didn’t I tell you, that, when you said I looked like a happy boy. Yes the smile often dwindles to as sad care worn face carried by a boy that has never know what real life is & when I am in that kind of speel you can look into my face & read what kind of a harvest a boy that leads a life of [illegible] reaps. But by your influence can’t I cast away all these blueish feeling. Write to your own boy, Glass.
I often try to wear a pleasant face as the little book tells us. Never more [illegible] over fellows with shadows on our faces where we ought to have sunlight.
Friday, July 22, 2011
Martha Mizell Lang
The following is an account of the life of Martha Mizell Lang, Nellie Lang's mother, as told by Nellie's sister Kate Lang Dane in 1963. It is from the publication Miami of the Pioneers: A Picture History by Marjorie Meggs Gowin and Peter Thomas Skaggs Gowin, copyright 1976.
This story was written by her youngest daughter, Kate Lang Dane (Mrs. Seymour Dane) in 1963, just prior to Mrs. Dane's death.
Martha was born February 14th, 1846, at Sunny side, near Folkston, Georgia. Her parents were Letitia Rhea (Ray) Paxton Mizell and Joshua Everett Mizell, who had lived in Camden County until Joshua's Uncle William Mizell gave him his home farm in Charlton County, Georgia.
Letitia Paxton was the daughter of Joseph Paxton and Martha McClesky. Martha McClesky was the daughter of James McClesky and Isabella Rhea (Ray). James McClesky was a revolutionary soldier, serving in North and South Carolina; and a Captain in the Third Regiment of Georgia Militia in the War of 1812. He emigrated to Georgia from N.C. shortly after the revolution. (DAR Natl Number 381897).
She was only sixteen when the war between the states began. She shared the work of maintaining a home for ten; helping to milk the cows, make the butter, spin the cotton and weave the clothes which were needed for her family and for the slave family of six. Educational opportunities were few, but her Aunt Sarah, who shared the home was a great reader, and supplied the magazines and books the family read. The Christian Advocate was a monthly paper and Godey Magazines were greatly appreciated. She taught school and was paid with Confederate money, which soon became worthless. Her devotion to her brothers, Jack and Everett, who were in the Confederate Army, made her happy to join with others who had been asked to make shirts for the soldiers.
She was a woman of great strength of Character and devotion to duty. On the 6th of February, 1867, she was married to Felder Lang, a soldier in the Confederate Army, who had come home to Camden County only two years before. Their home for a while was Incachee by the sea, near Brunswick. Here they share cropped with the owner, Burwell Atkinson. Martha making the butter, after milking the cows, and giving the butter as rent. Soon her father, Joshua Mizell, gave them a small house and one hundred acres near him. One daughter had been, Letitia Lang Howell. The family soon built a new house which was the birth place of five more children.
Martha took part in the affairs of the community and boarded the teachers until a public school system was established. She was determined to have the children get an education, so about 1883 she got her husband, Felder, to let her buy a home in Folkston where the children attended school.
This did not last long, so she was back on the farm boarding teachers again until she looked forward to better things.
When the family moved to Fort McCoy, Florida, in 1887, she set about to have a nice home with fruit and flowers and friends whom she made. A second move to Ocala, Florida, and a third to Dade County, Florida, brought her happiness, but the same old duties. A life long Methodist, she placed her membership at Trinity Methodist Church, Miami, Florida, in 1907.
In 1906 she joined the Woman's Club of Coconut Grove, and the United Daughters of the Confederacy, Southern Cross Chapter. While living at her final home in Miami she delighted in the visits of her children:
(All are deceased now)
In 1933 she rented her home at 675 W. Flagler Street, Miami, Florida, and went to live with her daughter, Mrs. Seymour Dane, in Redland, Florida. Here she joined the Home Demonstration Club and the Woman's Club of the Redlands, and was an active member of the club.
She died in Redland on January 26th, 1936, and was buried from the home of her daughter, Mrs. William Glass Meggs, Sr. She is buried in Woodlawn Park Cemetery, Miami, Florida. Rev. H.G. Tyler of Trinity Methodist Church of Miami, Florida, officiated. Death was caused by pneumonia just two weeks prior to her 90th birthday.
From the records of Marjorie M. Gowin (Mrs. T.S.)
This story was written by her youngest daughter, Kate Lang Dane (Mrs. Seymour Dane) in 1963, just prior to Mrs. Dane's death.
Martha was born February 14th, 1846, at Sunny side, near Folkston, Georgia. Her parents were Letitia Rhea (Ray) Paxton Mizell and Joshua Everett Mizell, who had lived in Camden County until Joshua's Uncle William Mizell gave him his home farm in Charlton County, Georgia.
Letitia Paxton was the daughter of Joseph Paxton and Martha McClesky. Martha McClesky was the daughter of James McClesky and Isabella Rhea (Ray). James McClesky was a revolutionary soldier, serving in North and South Carolina; and a Captain in the Third Regiment of Georgia Militia in the War of 1812. He emigrated to Georgia from N.C. shortly after the revolution. (DAR Natl Number 381897).
She was only sixteen when the war between the states began. She shared the work of maintaining a home for ten; helping to milk the cows, make the butter, spin the cotton and weave the clothes which were needed for her family and for the slave family of six. Educational opportunities were few, but her Aunt Sarah, who shared the home was a great reader, and supplied the magazines and books the family read. The Christian Advocate was a monthly paper and Godey Magazines were greatly appreciated. She taught school and was paid with Confederate money, which soon became worthless. Her devotion to her brothers, Jack and Everett, who were in the Confederate Army, made her happy to join with others who had been asked to make shirts for the soldiers.
She was a woman of great strength of Character and devotion to duty. On the 6th of February, 1867, she was married to Felder Lang, a soldier in the Confederate Army, who had come home to Camden County only two years before. Their home for a while was Incachee by the sea, near Brunswick. Here they share cropped with the owner, Burwell Atkinson. Martha making the butter, after milking the cows, and giving the butter as rent. Soon her father, Joshua Mizell, gave them a small house and one hundred acres near him. One daughter had been, Letitia Lang Howell. The family soon built a new house which was the birth place of five more children.
Martha took part in the affairs of the community and boarded the teachers until a public school system was established. She was determined to have the children get an education, so about 1883 she got her husband, Felder, to let her buy a home in Folkston where the children attended school.
This did not last long, so she was back on the farm boarding teachers again until she looked forward to better things.
When the family moved to Fort McCoy, Florida, in 1887, she set about to have a nice home with fruit and flowers and friends whom she made. A second move to Ocala, Florida, and a third to Dade County, Florida, brought her happiness, but the same old duties. A life long Methodist, she placed her membership at Trinity Methodist Church, Miami, Florida, in 1907.
In 1906 she joined the Woman's Club of Coconut Grove, and the United Daughters of the Confederacy, Southern Cross Chapter. While living at her final home in Miami she delighted in the visits of her children:
Mr. and Mrs. Charles A. Howell of Branford and four children
Mr. and Mrs. Louis Lang and their three children
Mr. and Mrs. B.G. McDonald of Folkston, Georgia
Mr. and Mrs. William Glass Meggs, Sr., of Miami, Florida, and their six children
Mr. and Mrs. Guy C. Lang of Branford, Florida
Mr. and Mrs. Seymour Dane, of Redlands, Florida
(All are deceased now)
In 1933 she rented her home at 675 W. Flagler Street, Miami, Florida, and went to live with her daughter, Mrs. Seymour Dane, in Redland, Florida. Here she joined the Home Demonstration Club and the Woman's Club of the Redlands, and was an active member of the club.
She died in Redland on January 26th, 1936, and was buried from the home of her daughter, Mrs. William Glass Meggs, Sr. She is buried in Woodlawn Park Cemetery, Miami, Florida. Rev. H.G. Tyler of Trinity Methodist Church of Miami, Florida, officiated. Death was caused by pneumonia just two weeks prior to her 90th birthday.
From the records of Marjorie M. Gowin (Mrs. T.S.)
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Postmark April 28, 1899
L.L. Meggs,
General Store and Real Estate
Marion County.
Orange Springs, Fla., 4-28, 1899
My Darling Nellie,
You didn’t ask me to write however guess you’l be glad to know the old Plug didn’t turn me out & break my arm I mean.
Nellie I’m up first thing & I’m thinking of you & guess I’l think of you until I fall asleep tonight.
I do hope the whole crowd of you can come Sunday & We’ll wake the Old folks up.
I’l be on time & I couldn’t do anything but eat [illegible] you for I would have to be with you the whole time.
Your own boy
Glass
General Store and Real Estate
Marion County.
Orange Springs, Fla., 4-28, 1899
My Darling Nellie,
You didn’t ask me to write however guess you’l be glad to know the old Plug didn’t turn me out & break my arm I mean.
Nellie I’m up first thing & I’m thinking of you & guess I’l think of you until I fall asleep tonight.
I do hope the whole crowd of you can come Sunday & We’ll wake the Old folks up.
I’l be on time & I couldn’t do anything but eat [illegible] you for I would have to be with you the whole time.
Your own boy
Glass
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Postmark April 27, 1899
Wednesday Eve .7.
My own Darling Nellie
I made an extra effort after receiving your letter to get out to see you this eve but failed. Our old plug will have to go to Palotka & Loek tomorrow & I didn’t think it prudent to drive her tonight. I tried to hire a horse but couldn’t get one but what I’d be out all night on the road & didn’t care to do that. I was very anxious to come then when I read your letter & you wrote as though something I’d said about marrying another girl had worried you. I was more anxious to come talk it any time you wish & make out of it what you can. Think of you half as often as you think of me!! Yes dear!! I think of you near all the time. Could I let you slip from my memory a moment!! No, not for the world because you are my all there why not think of you first last & all the time. Nellie, Sister & Bro expects you all to be with us Sunday dinner. I told them of your spring lunch plan & they mean to meet you at church so don’t bother to bring your lunch.
God bless you dear one & pray that we will soon be nearer and dearer to each other.
Your boy
Glass
My own Darling Nellie
I made an extra effort after receiving your letter to get out to see you this eve but failed. Our old plug will have to go to Palotka & Loek tomorrow & I didn’t think it prudent to drive her tonight. I tried to hire a horse but couldn’t get one but what I’d be out all night on the road & didn’t care to do that. I was very anxious to come then when I read your letter & you wrote as though something I’d said about marrying another girl had worried you. I was more anxious to come talk it any time you wish & make out of it what you can. Think of you half as often as you think of me!! Yes dear!! I think of you near all the time. Could I let you slip from my memory a moment!! No, not for the world because you are my all there why not think of you first last & all the time. Nellie, Sister & Bro expects you all to be with us Sunday dinner. I told them of your spring lunch plan & they mean to meet you at church so don’t bother to bring your lunch.
God bless you dear one & pray that we will soon be nearer and dearer to each other.
Your boy
Glass
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