Saturday, September 17, 2011

Postmark May 15, 1899

Monday

My Dear Nellie

You should see the long face this am as you term it.

Nellie it’s the hardest think for me to realize that you realy love me & that you will marry me. I don’t know why I feel this way about it. Then too yesterday caused me to believe more strangely that things are not as they once were. I can well remember at one time had I been stranded at your house without conveyance you wouldn’t have thought of going away and leaving me as you did yesterday & several things here of late sustains my ideas as to your love not being what it should be for me. All this yesterday because I didn’t have a horse & buggy to carry you. You know well had I my own team I’d never said one word about not going but circumstances of which I explained to you were such that I was without a team & that was what I had to face. Now Darling you know I wanted my own horse & buggy. You know me well enough to know I’d be glad to carry you any where or rather have you go with me but I couldn’t have just what I wanted & I am to suffer for it.

Do you ever think that during life there will be lots we want we can’t get!!

Just think of it!! Then would you leave me knowing I couldn’t merely because you wanted to go & had said you were going as you gave that for your biggest reason after returning home that you had told me you were going & that you meant to go whether or not. You wrote me one letter & said you were willful but that you could control it & not let it ever come between us. I often want things that I can’t get & can say yesterday I wanted a horse & buggy but couldn’t get it.

Now I’l have the blues until I see you & hear from you but Nellie I love you. I love you true. There isn’t a doubt & if I felt that I would always have every thing & any thing you might wish I might not feel as I do to day but might feel as though you loved me true too.

There is another thing you always speak of my looking so gloomy at times. Please get the idea from your mind that it is because I’m with you for I love & love to be with you.

Write me a long good letter & if you come Tuesday or Wednesday bring it if not mail it. I’ll get Thursday. It seems long off but guess you’ll have your way.

Your broken hearted boy

Glass

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

William Glass Meggs

The following is an account of the life of William Glass Meggs from the publication Miami of the Pioneers: A Picture History by Marjorie Meggs Gowin and Peter Thomas Skaggs Gowin, copyright 1976.

William Glass Meggs was born in Mississippi near Ebenezar, Mississippi. Like his wife, Nellie, he was the son of an officer of the Cavalry, CSA. He was born into the Reconstruction era. The Meggs family survived when his father, James Meggs, took a job as overseer, with a property owner who did not wear Confederate grey.

As the youngest of a large family, the only one born after the war, he hardly knew his brothers and sisters. They had left home long ago. Mississippi was recovering very slowly from the war’s desolation. There were no educational opportunities except what his mother could teach him.

At the age of eighteen he left Mississippi to find his oldest brother, L.L. Meggs, who was in Ocala, Florida. Glass registered at the hotel and asked the clerk where he could find L.L. Meggs. The clerk asked why he wanted to find him, and he said, “I’m his brother, I’ve come to visit him.” So the clerk said, “He is standing beside you.” Thus began a business association for the brothers that lasted until L.L. died in 1922.

Glass’ first job was to manage a “Company Store”. That was a store where you charged everything all week and hoped your salary would cover it on Saturday night. The store manager was to see that it did. L.L. Meggs had a large turpentine operation and employed many men. It was near Orange Springs, Florida (Ocala). He owned property in many parts of Florida. After Glass came when he bought property he would form a company and make Glass an officer. They made a lot of money that way. It was before 1899 and Florida was opening up fast.

Then L.L. decided to move to Jacksonville. He wanted his brother to go with him. However, Felder Lang, Glass’ father-in-law, had moved to Miami, Florida, and he wanted his daughter, Nellie, and his grandson, Donald, with him. On August 10, 1900, Glass and Nellie had been married, so both families were involved.

Obtaining a “Homeseekers Ticket”, Glass and Nellie went to Miami. They liked what they saw and decided to stay. The brothers continued in business, mostly land, and Glass opened a grocery store. They arrived in Miami in 1905.

The business prospered so well that in 1908 Glass had to build a larger store. It was one of the first two story mercantile buildings north of Flagler Street. Meanwhile he had bought a home for his growing family, and he soon built on to his original building. Then he built four more stores across the street to rent for income. Whenever a property near his store was sold, he bought it, and built up a large estate. The main store was at the N.E. 1stth Street. Avenue and 8

Meanwhile, at home there were more children who rarely saw their father because he worked from can’t see to can’t see and then some.

So, when Christmas approached, he decided he would have a Christmas holiday. He called in his order boys and told them, “I would like to close this store on Christmas Day and this morning if that will inconvenience them, then write it on your order sheet.” All the votes were “Yes, close.” The news spread, as it will in a small town, and a committee of merchants came to see Glass. They told him he would ruin them, asked if he were out of his mind, etc. Glass listened carefully, then he said, “My business here depends on my customers, not my competitors, and they are in favor of closing. Thank you, gentlemen, for coming.” He spent his first Christmas holiday since he had gone to work planting Royal Poincianas in front of his home. He also saw his children opening their presents.

In early 1920, he retired from active business. He turned it over to his son Donald, who ran it. Glass played golf, fished, and kept season tickets to the Polo games, where he was a fixture. He did not know the end of the BOOM was coming.

The BLOW arrived in September of 1926. So great was the property damage to the Meggs’ property, it impoverished Meggs to repair it. His tenants had no business and no jobs so there was no income.

The BUST began then. All he could salvage was a small property in the S.W. section with a small house on it, and six stores that could be rented for income. There he moved and lived until his death in 1958.

Meanwhile, with all these business interests, he educated his children. He always said they should have everything he didn’t have. He sent a son to Stanton Military Academy and then to Emory in Atlanta. His oldest daughter went to Ward Belmont and graduated with honors. His youngest son, Bill, attended school in Gainesville and was commissioned in the army. He was killed in WWII. His youngest daughters earned degrees from the University of Miami, Coral Gables, Florida.

He always had an avid interest in politics, but he would not run for office, nor would he accept a political appointment. However the district where he lived usually voted as he did. Every Sunday morning, as long as they were able, his best friend, J.E. Lummus, picked him up and they toured Miami. They looked at proposed parks, bridges, streets, etc. Mr. Lummus was for many years a city commissioner and he valued Glass’ opinion.

The Methodist Pastor who concluded his services said of him, “That he lived in a house by the side of the road, and was a friend to man.” Glass is buried in Woodlawn Cemetery, Miami, Florida.


Sunday, September 11, 2011

Postmark May 12, 1899

L.L. Meggs

General Store and Real Estate

Marion County.

Orange Springs, Fla., May 11, 1899

My Darling Nelly,

Why didn’t you all come up this aft noon? I was sure you were & told the folks you were thinking at the time you were. But since you didn’t come I can remember I only wrote you to come & you didn’t say you would.

Dearest can it be that you are not well is why you didn’t come!! If I only knew you were sick I’d come to see you before I sleep. Guess your letter will come tomorrow. It seems as though it will never get here & I send puzzles with much love.

Love your own

Glass

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

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.

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.