Gunstra, Plimpton, Sidcott, and Jones: Companions of Common Purpose
Henry and I have taken the opportunity these past 3 days to meet with several men in the community and make our plans known to them as well as extending an invitation to join us on our trek. Unfortunately, we did not receive the response we had hoped for. Misters Shepardson, Trask, and Hamilton refused, saying that they were content with the lives God has given them. When Henry proposed our idea to William Micawber at the bank Friday afternoon, William refused to hear him out, and Mr. Unwin went so far as to tell me, "I would not make the trip into the West with a family so obviously in Almighty God's disfavor for all the potatoes in Ireland.*
Henry and myself were both very disheartened by the responses of these men, but our luck soon changed. After church this Lord's Day, Henry and myself met with the last two men we had considered for our journey. After discussion, both men consented. It seems both had been considering a move. I was surprised at the swiftness of the acceptance of Sylvester Sidcott, the county Coroner. Being an elected official, I was surprised that he would be so willing to leave the area, but he remarks that he never has enough to do.
As for Fisher Jones, he is anxious for a new audience. He claims that Missouri is the home of the most unappreciative people he has ever met and referred to it several times as "the deathbed of theatre". Neither I nor Henry knows much about him. He moved into town nigh on 6 months ago, and began performing a one man show loosely based on Charles Dicken's novel Nicholas Nickleby entitled "Little Nicky" Friday evenings at 4 o'clock, with two shows on Saturdays. It has received mixed reviews thus far. Neither Henry nor myself hath seen the show, but we are both encouraged to have an entertainer amongst us. We both feel we will have need of entertainment before out travels reach an end.
*In 1845, due to destructive farming methods, and the appearance of a fungus known as "the Blight", Ireland experienced a disastrous Potato famine known as the "Great Famine" or the "Great Hunger" which resulted in a massive emigration of the Irish to Great Britain, the United States, Canada, and Australia.
Henry and myself were both very disheartened by the responses of these men, but our luck soon changed. After church this Lord's Day, Henry and myself met with the last two men we had considered for our journey. After discussion, both men consented. It seems both had been considering a move. I was surprised at the swiftness of the acceptance of Sylvester Sidcott, the county Coroner. Being an elected official, I was surprised that he would be so willing to leave the area, but he remarks that he never has enough to do.
As for Fisher Jones, he is anxious for a new audience. He claims that Missouri is the home of the most unappreciative people he has ever met and referred to it several times as "the deathbed of theatre". Neither I nor Henry knows much about him. He moved into town nigh on 6 months ago, and began performing a one man show loosely based on Charles Dicken's novel Nicholas Nickleby entitled "Little Nicky" Friday evenings at 4 o'clock, with two shows on Saturdays. It has received mixed reviews thus far. Neither Henry nor myself hath seen the show, but we are both encouraged to have an entertainer amongst us. We both feel we will have need of entertainment before out travels reach an end.
*In 1845, due to destructive farming methods, and the appearance of a fungus known as "the Blight", Ireland experienced a disastrous Potato famine known as the "Great Famine" or the "Great Hunger" which resulted in a massive emigration of the Irish to Great Britain, the United States, Canada, and Australia.
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