Letter: Selma, [Alabama] to Callie [Lumpkin King, 1852?]

Joseph Henry Lumpkin Family Papers
Letter: Selma, [Alabama] to Callie [Lumpkin King, 1852?]
King, Porter, 1824-1890
Date of Original:
Alabama--Social life and customs--19th century
King, Callie, 1826-1905--Courtship
King, Porter, 1824-1890--Courtship
King, Callie, 1826-1905
United States, Alabama, 32.75041, -86.75026
letters (correspondence)
Porter King, lawyer, future judge and Perry County representative to the Alabama legislature, writes a letter, possibly dated 1852, from Selma, Alabama to his fiancée Callie Lumpkin. King expresses sadness in going to Montgomery, Alabama and leaving Callie. Blaming the others present at their separation, he is disappointed in their last goodbye.
Digital image and encoded transcription of an original manuscript, scanned, transcribed and encoded by the Digital Library of Georgia in 2001, as part of GALILEO.
Local Identifier:
Metadata URL:
Digital Object URL:
Bibliographic Citation (Cite As):
Cite as: [title of item], Joseph Henry Lumpkin family papers, 1821-1862 (bulk 1852-1857), Alexander Campbell King Law Library, University of Georgia School of Law, on deposit at the Hargrett Rare Book and Manuscript Library, The University of Georgia Libraries, presented in the Digital Library of Georgia
1 page/leaf
Original Collection:
Manuscript held by the Hargrett Rare Book and Manuscript Library, Joseph Henry Lumpkin family papers, 1821-1862 (bulk 1852-1857), box 1, folder 76, document jhl0076.
Holding Institution:
Hargrett Library

Page: [1]

Saturday evening -- Selma --
My dear Miss Callie,
I embrace This, the earliest moment, to advise you of my safe arrival in the young city -- believing, aye Knowing, that you feel an interest in my every movement -- I am not vain, am I? though if I were, you have caused me to be so -- with a heavy heart, and silent tongue, I rode over the rough roads -- I found my greater comfort, in pressing to my lips the sweetest little ring, having the dearest little name -- how transported I would be to press to my lips the little hand, which had graced and set off the pledge --

I liked not our parting this morning -- you were not cold, were you? The company, I know it was the company, embarrassed, hindered, frustrated confused --

I have a [unclear text: st.] boat and must bid adieu to my dearest love -- I'll write you some after my arrival at Montgy [Montgomery, Alabama]

Think often of him, who loves you
[Signed] Porter King