Three Love Letters.

Auckland Star, Volume XVIII, Issue 148, 25 June 1887, Page 2 (Supplement)

Three Love Letters.

In the inside-pocket d^i I been white/but was y ello F^^^ wi^ a g e ; and t^le wui|£ with:*>dm*y white;ribboh^w£? ' ■ ribbon anS opened them hS?^desk at home. "The.ink w™ L\ the letters so worn k,|g S^ they almost fell to pieces Tv thai have bee~ri- folded'"a&T&fofcai? ttUst many timeg They were wriSt^ feminine hand, at a time whensu^^ a: ; was ma small and running chaSr^ m? different from the stiff/irrlguKdf what unreadable scrawl wEh is? n -^ ' to-day, and they bore so old a -date «!¥?■■ - " Troy, June 8 Wr Dear John,-Iknow how/sadK'; you must feel, because I fciow W^ffi I I am. And wewere so, happy;-eJvS ?: only have been as we hoped^£g\ It is very hard to think that this canuS way be for the. best; ■ but p. bSH ought to think so. rPerhaps^ejKS & so some time when, we talk it aU over together, and feel the happior because'^ have known how sad separation* is h]l. would be worse, dear, if: I.had lostiaitti you or you had in me. ' would be ffi> worst. Oh, if I could only see1 you'ana'tell" you that I love you, I love you ! £ cannot write, I am so miserable and; unhappy andI want you so much. ' ' - •r^.'| u*. ' Nor ncedl write-to tell the tale'" !'"' '■■- My pen were doub'y weak. •--=■ i Ah ! what can idle words avail Unless-the heart could speak? ';- . By day or night, in weal and"w6e'J ■•''' m . That heart, no longer free,,-, i Must boar the love it cannot ehbw' Aud, silent, aoheforthee. ' • - . ■ ■ ■ ■■■-■ ■■■■ \h ■'"nn. ~.;: " Troy, June 14,1837, C/ Dearest John,—l have been tryinwito imagine the town as you? describe,'sb'that I might fancy that I werewithybu^ ,Oh;ffl • could be ! It is solohely.1 I Jwatch'a'^tbe • window until it- seems that I must'see'ypu"■■■■'• Down by the bridge'! found a piacethabyoil f ■ cut with your knif ewhen v/e waitedtlieirW night and tried to plan for the::future.c I'"' leaned my cheek against the notch mt&Mst and kissed it, and cried when I thought low far away yon were, and how longifemiglit^S; before I could see you again.■'• ■•But?i^ffbh't: be long, will it ? And you will find'4alts' ■ that we can take when Icometoyou. L, am glad there is a river. 1- Weicari^row on that as we^ used"to.;■'. When^W'talk ■'' it all over by and by, this won't seem aSything, will it ? ■ But it is^very hard to:bcar:;. now.: Martha is very kind. Of course I can't say much to her,' butit-.is a:conjd-.:. lation to know that she cares. v-l;Tell>nJe' more about the place, and what yfeare: doing. I want to know all' about; ifc;2and! : feel that lam with you, Once:mqre, rd6ar, I love you, I love you.' ' '• <•<*( : ■"■•■• • . ■ • -'C.^--.- ". Troy, July 8,-1837. My Dearest,—We ai-e to leave here.', I don't know why, and. I don't know; for how long. I. believe that we are'.to"tr^iveJ-X-I don't know where, and I don't, I c<u:e!, Jjl want to be left here. What shall Ido 111 cannot hear from you? I must way. We leave to-morrow, 'andi:s^^;* wretched as 1 can be. Only wait',forjj«6,l and I wiU come to you. 1 think of yon, dear, night and day. ; I can see,you and your room. Can you feel that'l^a^^^te you sometimes? I can't tell v/hen I'Sii write again, and I am writing ..flits'ir my room to send to you to-day. I shall fed some way to write. We -are young yet, dearest, and let 'us wait and hope. \I m always, always yours. I love you,'l< love These are t!ie letters. It was difficult fe first1 for me to believe that -the^' L.u< gem written to Brownlow. He was ao dd i.laf I could nob think of him as a young man. After 1 read them I leaned back in mycHair and tried to imagine him as> he: must* tee been when these letters were written to , him, and to picture him standing by -tie bridge with:" C." andcutting the post #i his knife: And then I felltoimagiraiigtie story. What had caused the separatjoii! Why were there but these three '■'letters' Had she forgotten him? Had: she rdfed! Here are the letters, you may tell'ypur own story, and have no excuse for not'Wg perfectly satisfied with -it.—'-'Christian