Biography of Blayney Easterby Maynard in preparation.
Here are two letters written by Blayney Maynard - one to his son Merlin away at YMCA Camp Thunder (in Ben Lomond). The other to his wife Adele while he was away on a business trip to Porterville. They may give some sense as to the kind of man Blayney was, and the example he set for his descendants.
Sunday, June 26. 1910
Dad's big boy,
Yesterday when I got back from seeing you off I found great excitement in the back yard, Billie and the rabbits were talking about your going away. The rabs particularly seemed greatly worried as they wanted to know who was going to feed them. Rag wanted to know where you had gone, so Billie told him you had gone to Thunder. Mollie and the little rabs wanted to know what Thunder was like, at which Billie gave his deepest and loudest growl and said "that's like thunder" which impressed the little rabs very much. "Now, he said, 'I will give you an impersonation of a thunder storm;" With which he seized a sack and giving his loudest and deepest growls dashed up and down the paths raising such a dust that you would have thought a little cyclone had broken loose. The rabbits were dreadfully frightened and when Billie quieted down you could hear them exclaiming.
"What a dreadful place Merlin has gone to; we do hope he will come back without getting thunder struck. Just think if he brought a thunder storm back with him, how awful it would be.
All this time Tommy was sitting on the porch railing watching Billie's performance with the greatest contempt. When it was over he turned to Keiser and just said "Fool pup". "Humph", says Keiser, and that was all.
Mr. Wilson telephoned your letter up last night, so Mommie would not have to wait until Monday. Dad will give Mr. Wilson another dollar to take to you. I'm glad to hear you are having so much fun, and trust the raft will be a good one. Don't forget to fish, and be sure and thank Mr. Witman and Mr. Wilson for being so kind. With lots of love to my big boy believe me to be
Your loving dad.
(P.S.2 It keeps us all busy
catching flies for Lizzie.
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Special Delivery
Mrs. B.E. Maynard
593 S. 6th St.
San Jose
Cal
PIONEER HOTEL
J.F. CNATY, PROPRIETOR.
PORTERVILLE, CALIFORNIA.
Mar. 9 1913.
Darling wife --
The letter did not come this morning. I waited until I gave up hope. Of course as soon as I left it came.
Regarding the letter, Landis & Co. certainly would not buy them themselves and pay interest on them unless they were very sure of a sharp advance. However, as she made price of $1000.-- I suppose she will have to accept it but should insist of its being net, and limit it to 30 to 60 days.
Milton Haas phoned that he would come down tonight so I'm afraid he will detain me. This boy is so anxious to get home he does not feel as if he could stand it much longer, being away from his love. God bless her my own darling wife.
Her faithful loving husband,
Blayney E. Maynard
Here are two letters written by Blayney Maynard - one to his son Merlin away at YMCA Camp Thunder (in Ben Lomond). The other to his wife Adele while he was away on a business trip to Porterville. They may give some sense as to the kind of man Blayney was, and the example he set for his descendants.
Sunday, June 26. 1910
Dad's big boy,
Yesterday when I got back from seeing you off I found great excitement in the back yard, Billie and the rabbits were talking about your going away. The rabs particularly seemed greatly worried as they wanted to know who was going to feed them. Rag wanted to know where you had gone, so Billie told him you had gone to Thunder. Mollie and the little rabs wanted to know what Thunder was like, at which Billie gave his deepest and loudest growl and said "that's like thunder" which impressed the little rabs very much. "Now, he said, 'I will give you an impersonation of a thunder storm;" With which he seized a sack and giving his loudest and deepest growls dashed up and down the paths raising such a dust that you would have thought a little cyclone had broken loose. The rabbits were dreadfully frightened and when Billie quieted down you could hear them exclaiming.
"What a dreadful place Merlin has gone to; we do hope he will come back without getting thunder struck. Just think if he brought a thunder storm back with him, how awful it would be.
All this time Tommy was sitting on the porch railing watching Billie's performance with the greatest contempt. When it was over he turned to Keiser and just said "Fool pup". "Humph", says Keiser, and that was all.
Mr. Wilson telephoned your letter up last night, so Mommie would not have to wait until Monday. Dad will give Mr. Wilson another dollar to take to you. I'm glad to hear you are having so much fun, and trust the raft will be a good one. Don't forget to fish, and be sure and thank Mr. Witman and Mr. Wilson for being so kind. With lots of love to my big boy believe me to be
Your loving dad.
(P.S.2 It keeps us all busy
catching flies for Lizzie.
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Special Delivery
Mrs. B.E. Maynard
593 S. 6th St.
San Jose
Cal
PIONEER HOTEL
J.F. CNATY, PROPRIETOR.
PORTERVILLE, CALIFORNIA.
Mar. 9 1913.
Darling wife --
The letter did not come this morning. I waited until I gave up hope. Of course as soon as I left it came.
Regarding the letter, Landis & Co. certainly would not buy them themselves and pay interest on them unless they were very sure of a sharp advance. However, as she made price of $1000.-- I suppose she will have to accept it but should insist of its being net, and limit it to 30 to 60 days.
Milton Haas phoned that he would come down tonight so I'm afraid he will detain me. This boy is so anxious to get home he does not feel as if he could stand it much longer, being away from his love. God bless her my own darling wife.
Her faithful loving husband,
Blayney E. Maynard
Biography of Blayney Easterby Maynard in preparation.
Here are two letters written by Blayney Maynard - one to his son Merlin away at YMCA Camp Thunder (in Ben Lomond). The other to his wife Adele while he was away on a business trip to Porterville. They may give some sense as to the kind of man Blayney was, and the example he set for his descendants.
Sunday, June 26. 1910
Dad's big boy,
Yesterday when I got back from seeing you off I found great excitement in the back yard, Billie and the rabbits were talking about your going away. The rabs particularly seemed greatly worried as they wanted to know who was going to feed them. Rag wanted to know where you had gone, so Billie told him you had gone to Thunder. Mollie and the little rabs wanted to know what Thunder was like, at which Billie gave his deepest and loudest growl and said "that's like thunder" which impressed the little rabs very much. "Now, he said, 'I will give you an impersonation of a thunder storm;" With which he seized a sack and giving his loudest and deepest growls dashed up and down the paths raising such a dust that you would have thought a little cyclone had broken loose. The rabbits were dreadfully frightened and when Billie quieted down you could hear them exclaiming.
"What a dreadful place Merlin has gone to; we do hope he will come back without getting thunder struck. Just think if he brought a thunder storm back with him, how awful it would be.
All this time Tommy was sitting on the porch railing watching Billie's performance with the greatest contempt. When it was over he turned to Keiser and just said "Fool pup". "Humph", says Keiser, and that was all.
Mr. Wilson telephoned your letter up last night, so Mommie would not have to wait until Monday. Dad will give Mr. Wilson another dollar to take to you. I'm glad to hear you are having so much fun, and trust the raft will be a good one. Don't forget to fish, and be sure and thank Mr. Witman and Mr. Wilson for being so kind. With lots of love to my big boy believe me to be
Your loving dad.
(P.S.2 It keeps us all busy
catching flies for Lizzie.
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Special Delivery
Mrs. B.E. Maynard
593 S. 6th St.
San Jose
Cal
PIONEER HOTEL
J.F. CNATY, PROPRIETOR.
PORTERVILLE, CALIFORNIA.
Mar. 9 1913.
Darling wife --
The letter did not come this morning. I waited until I gave up hope. Of course as soon as I left it came.
Regarding the letter, Landis & Co. certainly would not buy them themselves and pay interest on them unless they were very sure of a sharp advance. However, as she made price of $1000.-- I suppose she will have to accept it but should insist of its being net, and limit it to 30 to 60 days.
Milton Haas phoned that he would come down tonight so I'm afraid he will detain me. This boy is so anxious to get home he does not feel as if he could stand it much longer, being away from his love. God bless her my own darling wife.
Her faithful loving husband,
Blayney E. Maynard
Here are two letters written by Blayney Maynard - one to his son Merlin away at YMCA Camp Thunder (in Ben Lomond). The other to his wife Adele while he was away on a business trip to Porterville. They may give some sense as to the kind of man Blayney was, and the example he set for his descendants.
Sunday, June 26. 1910
Dad's big boy,
Yesterday when I got back from seeing you off I found great excitement in the back yard, Billie and the rabbits were talking about your going away. The rabs particularly seemed greatly worried as they wanted to know who was going to feed them. Rag wanted to know where you had gone, so Billie told him you had gone to Thunder. Mollie and the little rabs wanted to know what Thunder was like, at which Billie gave his deepest and loudest growl and said "that's like thunder" which impressed the little rabs very much. "Now, he said, 'I will give you an impersonation of a thunder storm;" With which he seized a sack and giving his loudest and deepest growls dashed up and down the paths raising such a dust that you would have thought a little cyclone had broken loose. The rabbits were dreadfully frightened and when Billie quieted down you could hear them exclaiming.
"What a dreadful place Merlin has gone to; we do hope he will come back without getting thunder struck. Just think if he brought a thunder storm back with him, how awful it would be.
All this time Tommy was sitting on the porch railing watching Billie's performance with the greatest contempt. When it was over he turned to Keiser and just said "Fool pup". "Humph", says Keiser, and that was all.
Mr. Wilson telephoned your letter up last night, so Mommie would not have to wait until Monday. Dad will give Mr. Wilson another dollar to take to you. I'm glad to hear you are having so much fun, and trust the raft will be a good one. Don't forget to fish, and be sure and thank Mr. Witman and Mr. Wilson for being so kind. With lots of love to my big boy believe me to be
Your loving dad.
(P.S.2 It keeps us all busy
catching flies for Lizzie.
--------------
Special Delivery
Mrs. B.E. Maynard
593 S. 6th St.
San Jose
Cal
PIONEER HOTEL
J.F. CNATY, PROPRIETOR.
PORTERVILLE, CALIFORNIA.
Mar. 9 1913.
Darling wife --
The letter did not come this morning. I waited until I gave up hope. Of course as soon as I left it came.
Regarding the letter, Landis & Co. certainly would not buy them themselves and pay interest on them unless they were very sure of a sharp advance. However, as she made price of $1000.-- I suppose she will have to accept it but should insist of its being net, and limit it to 30 to 60 days.
Milton Haas phoned that he would come down tonight so I'm afraid he will detain me. This boy is so anxious to get home he does not feel as if he could stand it much longer, being away from his love. God bless her my own darling wife.
Her faithful loving husband,
Blayney E. Maynard
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