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TitleLetter To Minnie Jones 
Object TypeDocumentDate1893DescriptionA love letter from Alick Weston to Minnie Jones.
Mary Jane 'Minnie' Jones was born at Kiama in 1869, to Robert and Mary Anne Jones (nee Vance).
Minnie married Andrew William Stewart in 1899. and had two children, William Andrew b.1901 and Edward Ross b.1905. The family lived at Minnamurra House, Jamberoo. Minnie died at Kiama in 1953.
Alick Weston married Adelaide Jane Norris at Albion Park in 1898. They had eight children, including Bert Weston b. 1901.
Provenance and SignifcanceTranscript of Letter.
Bodalla Sep 18th 1893
Dear Minnie
All the forces of my nature linked them together and urged me to take a desperate step in addressing you by letter, and overwhelmed by the greatness of their numbers, I yielded and now throw myself at your feet, earnestly begging that you will hear all, and then having seen the vibrations of even the inner most cords of my heart, I cherish the hope that you will forgive this seeming presumption and stay the flush of anger from mantling your lovely cheek.
Ever since that unfortunate or fortunate evening that I met you, and after our long conversation in the garden of our friend my mind has been filled with one idea and heart with one desire, that of you and the gaining your love.
On entering the ball room, I caught the unresisting glance of your eyes, and immediately looked to the floor but I soon raised my eyes, but alas only to meet yours for the second time and whether you smiled or not I flattered myself that you did, from that moment I was undone my heart was captured, I was in love in vain I fought to fix my eyes on some other object, or divert my thoughts into some other channel.
The iron hand of fate was on me, How I behaved while being introduced to you I know not, my heart was fluttering and the blood rushed to my face in fact every sense paralysed, upon regaining the full and proper use of my senses I was not long in discovering that I was in the company of a lady whose beauty of face and elegance of form were only surpassed by the sweetness of her voice and the gentleness of her manner, I will pass over the feelings of love and excitement that filled my breath almost to bursting from the time I first spoke to you till we were walking together in the garden, when very word you said every gesture you made, entangled me the more safely in a love of the most desperate kind love at first sight and raised a feeling into a passion which time can never cool nor circumstances modify, As I related to you all trials and troubles it has been my unhappy lot to bear you seemed to listen with anxious attention but when I mentioned the occasion on which the lords had been propitious and had smiled upon me your eyes lit up with glare of joy and delight, But alas as you stood with mellow rays of the moon falling across your face.
Recounting the whole history of your life my heart flowed out in sympathy towards you my powers of resistance unconsciously faded from me, and I fell an easy prey to your charming beauty your graceful manner and your silvery voice. When the thought came that we must soon part it was impossible for me to entertain it, if I had my infatuation would have leaped to madness. It so happened by your friend calling you away that our parting was somewhat formal but the long fond gaze of your eyes, and the firm constant pressure of your hand were more eloquent than any words. When you turned to go away, I could not stir but fixed my eyes on your retreating form till you were out of sight. Then to that sympathiser of every sufferer the receiver of everyone’s woe the moon I poured forth the gushing’s of my heart and frensy of my soul, Oh Minnie you are ever before my eyes; ever present in my thoughts by day, in my dreams by night and all hopes of quietness is denied me unless it comes through the medium of your pity your sympathy and your love henceforth you shall be my guiding star which I shall continue to follow with a faithfulness and devotion that will bring me the goal of truest happiness or deepest despair.
Now I have laid open to you every impulse of my heart and burning desire of my soul, as a traveller who had lost his way one dark night among the mountains seeing a light in the distance hurried on to search it but in his eagerness to gain it he looked not where he placed his feet and unfortunately had not gone far when he tumbled and fell over a precipice and was killed ,I am now like that benighted traveller and the light to which I am hurrying springs from the beauty of your eyes and the brightness of your mind and careless let its say light up my path I must indubitably fall, and when the thick shades of death settle around my dying bed, through them all, darkness though they seem, a light bright as the evening star shall shine, revealing to my expiring gaze all the loveliness of your form. But I will miss the sweet voice, the gentle hand the loving word the tender sigh, all of which I experienced the other evening. But if on other hand, you its beams to extend and point out the wat by which I must come, then my joy will be bountless, and the hope of my life consummated, then it will be beyond the power of age or misfortune to cool the ardour of my affection or mitigate the ecstasy of my devotion for you, our days will pass away in joy and peace, old age will be deprived of all its fear, our winters will be as warm and green as the morning of our spring. God grant that this may be so. About twelve months ago finding that my health was failing from being t0 closely confined in the city, and partly owing to the worry and anxiety pertinent to the vocation it has been my lot to follow that of a speculator. I have spoken with a candours and conviction solely for propionate to the feeling that have continued to agitate my mind since I first became acquainted with you. I have now said all and will anxiously await a reply which I trust will contain some ray of hope to beckon me on. Trusting that you are drawing from the fountain of life the sweetest of health and happiness I remain yours.
Alick.
As many waves as in the sea
As many kisses I send to thee
Adieur
DonorQld State Archive on behalf of Shay Weston (dec)
Object TypeDocumentDate1893DescriptionA love letter from Alick Weston to Minnie Jones.Mary Jane 'Minnie' Jones was born at Kiama in 1869, to Robert and Mary Anne Jones (nee Vance).
Minnie married Andrew William Stewart in 1899. and had two children, William Andrew b.1901 and Edward Ross b.1905. The family lived at Minnamurra House, Jamberoo. Minnie died at Kiama in 1953.
Alick Weston married Adelaide Jane Norris at Albion Park in 1898. They had eight children, including Bert Weston b. 1901.
Provenance and SignifcanceTranscript of Letter.Bodalla Sep 18th 1893
Dear Minnie
All the forces of my nature linked them together and urged me to take a desperate step in addressing you by letter, and overwhelmed by the greatness of their numbers, I yielded and now throw myself at your feet, earnestly begging that you will hear all, and then having seen the vibrations of even the inner most cords of my heart, I cherish the hope that you will forgive this seeming presumption and stay the flush of anger from mantling your lovely cheek.
Ever since that unfortunate or fortunate evening that I met you, and after our long conversation in the garden of our friend my mind has been filled with one idea and heart with one desire, that of you and the gaining your love.
On entering the ball room, I caught the unresisting glance of your eyes, and immediately looked to the floor but I soon raised my eyes, but alas only to meet yours for the second time and whether you smiled or not I flattered myself that you did, from that moment I was undone my heart was captured, I was in love in vain I fought to fix my eyes on some other object, or divert my thoughts into some other channel.
The iron hand of fate was on me, How I behaved while being introduced to you I know not, my heart was fluttering and the blood rushed to my face in fact every sense paralysed, upon regaining the full and proper use of my senses I was not long in discovering that I was in the company of a lady whose beauty of face and elegance of form were only surpassed by the sweetness of her voice and the gentleness of her manner, I will pass over the feelings of love and excitement that filled my breath almost to bursting from the time I first spoke to you till we were walking together in the garden, when very word you said every gesture you made, entangled me the more safely in a love of the most desperate kind love at first sight and raised a feeling into a passion which time can never cool nor circumstances modify, As I related to you all trials and troubles it has been my unhappy lot to bear you seemed to listen with anxious attention but when I mentioned the occasion on which the lords had been propitious and had smiled upon me your eyes lit up with glare of joy and delight, But alas as you stood with mellow rays of the moon falling across your face.
Recounting the whole history of your life my heart flowed out in sympathy towards you my powers of resistance unconsciously faded from me, and I fell an easy prey to your charming beauty your graceful manner and your silvery voice. When the thought came that we must soon part it was impossible for me to entertain it, if I had my infatuation would have leaped to madness. It so happened by your friend calling you away that our parting was somewhat formal but the long fond gaze of your eyes, and the firm constant pressure of your hand were more eloquent than any words. When you turned to go away, I could not stir but fixed my eyes on your retreating form till you were out of sight. Then to that sympathiser of every sufferer the receiver of everyone’s woe the moon I poured forth the gushing’s of my heart and frensy of my soul, Oh Minnie you are ever before my eyes; ever present in my thoughts by day, in my dreams by night and all hopes of quietness is denied me unless it comes through the medium of your pity your sympathy and your love henceforth you shall be my guiding star which I shall continue to follow with a faithfulness and devotion that will bring me the goal of truest happiness or deepest despair.
Now I have laid open to you every impulse of my heart and burning desire of my soul, as a traveller who had lost his way one dark night among the mountains seeing a light in the distance hurried on to search it but in his eagerness to gain it he looked not where he placed his feet and unfortunately had not gone far when he tumbled and fell over a precipice and was killed ,I am now like that benighted traveller and the light to which I am hurrying springs from the beauty of your eyes and the brightness of your mind and careless let its say light up my path I must indubitably fall, and when the thick shades of death settle around my dying bed, through them all, darkness though they seem, a light bright as the evening star shall shine, revealing to my expiring gaze all the loveliness of your form. But I will miss the sweet voice, the gentle hand the loving word the tender sigh, all of which I experienced the other evening. But if on other hand, you its beams to extend and point out the wat by which I must come, then my joy will be bountless, and the hope of my life consummated, then it will be beyond the power of age or misfortune to cool the ardour of my affection or mitigate the ecstasy of my devotion for you, our days will pass away in joy and peace, old age will be deprived of all its fear, our winters will be as warm and green as the morning of our spring. God grant that this may be so. About twelve months ago finding that my health was failing from being t0 closely confined in the city, and partly owing to the worry and anxiety pertinent to the vocation it has been my lot to follow that of a speculator. I have spoken with a candours and conviction solely for propionate to the feeling that have continued to agitate my mind since I first became acquainted with you. I have now said all and will anxiously await a reply which I trust will contain some ray of hope to beckon me on. Trusting that you are drawing from the fountain of life the sweetest of health and happiness I remain yours.
Alick.
As many waves as in the sea
As many kisses I send to thee
Adieur
DonorQld State Archive on behalf of Shay Weston (dec)CHARACTERISTICS
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Letter To Minnie Jones (1893). Shellharbour City Council, accessed 23/10/2026, https://discover.shellharbour.nsw.gov.au/nodes/view/18015