Letter from Billy Akrill to his father



Letter from Billy Akrill to his father


Writes about the farm, hatching eggs and the garden, detailing the flowers. Includes illustrations of plants, hatching eggs, animals and people.




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Two page illustrated letter


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Potter Hill,
Newark Notts
[underlined] 12/5/35 [/underlined]
Oh King, Live for ever!
May it please your gracious majesty to know that the Indian game eggs [drawing of 3 eggs] bestowed upon thy humble servant on the thirteenth day of the fourth month of the thirty-fifth year, which were duly sat upon by a hen, have hatched [drawing of a bird] Yes Verily! And behold they wax strong [drawing of a bird] in the sight of me lord (that’s me) ahem!
Oh my! Mother’s just parked the rug on the hearth. “Take off thy shoes from off thy feet for the place where thou standest is holy ground” Not ‘arf [drawing]
In your dear lordship’s garden planted up here the plants are gay wi’ bloom [drawing of flowers] wallflowers, Lilac, pansies, dandelions, irises, daisies, chickweed, lilies of the valley, forget-me-nevers, tulips, narsissi [sic] Laburnum & shamrock, not forgetting the handsome nettles and groundsel are all alive with blooms [drawing of flowers]
Aye & the lawn will soon be ready for cutting though we do not like disturbing the partidge [sic] nests
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built there in [drawing]. There is also a skylark or two [drawing] And behold! when Harry returned home yesterday evening at 2 o’clock this morning he brought with him a large coker [sic] nut [drawing] which he cracked open and now I need my tummy rubbing [drawing] as I’ve eaten such a lot [drawings]
Harry’s just put his foot on the rug. [drawing] Bad job fo [sic] him if mother sees [drawings]
Yours till Hens lay square tin eggs
What a life looking after ducks! [drawing]



Billy Akrill, “Letter from Billy Akrill to his father,” IBCC Digital Archive, accessed June 23, 2024, https://ibccdigitalarchive.lincoln.ac.uk/omeka/collections/document/18157.

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