“If it takes the entire army and navy of the United States to deliver a post card in Chicago, that card will be delivered.” — Grover Cleveland, 1894
After striking workers defied an injunction to cease interfering with trains that included U.S. Mail cars, President Cleveland sent in Federal troops. His quote, which surfaced while I was looking for something else, prompted me to post a few Grover Cleveland postcards.
“Faded old love letters
They mean the world to me.
Each night, I read them over.
They are my rosary.
My little pal, I’ve lost you,
But like a star you shine.
Tho’ your dear hands are still,
In my heart there’s a thrill,
For those faded love letters of mine.”
Perspective view of garden facade, residence for Harold and Edith Rockefeller McCormick, Lake Forest, Illinois, 1908, by Charles Adams Platt, on a Pomegranate postcard from the collection of the Avery Architectural and Fine Arts Library, Columbia University, New York.
From a family trove. I have no idea who these women are, but I love the photo.
“La poste surprise par la marée au Mont-Saint-Michel” by Georges Busson
The long friendship of artist Peter Helck and French racing driver Louis Wagner was marked by a transatlantic correspondence which included illustrated envelopes that Helck sent to Wagner. (This envelope has one misremembered date; Wagner won the American Grand Prize at Savannah in 1908.)
Two postcards from Album de Cartes Postales… reflet de la belle epoque (1960) by A. Jakovsky and C. Lauterbach.
Postcard from Neudin: L’Argus International des Cartes Postales, 1980
From Le Cheval en Toutes Lettres (2014) by Pierre-Stephane Proust
