The weekly pioneer and Democrat. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. Territory) 1855-1865, 1865-07-21
A Model Love Letter,

On the trial of Miss HARRIS in Wash
ington for shooting Mr.. BURROUGHS, a
large number of love letters from the
latter were read, including the following,
which has some points not usually en-
braced in such productions:
MONDAY, August %, 1889.
o! Ny DEAR LITTLE ROSEBUD: L. it afther
making me crazy that you are, or is 1t for max
ing NE heart jump clear up into the throat of
me till I'm kilt intirely, that you're sakin
afther, that you sind all the way from Burling-
ton such picture as would make the howley
Virgin Mary blush agin? o! howley Saint
Peter! Whist am to do! Ny head grows
giddy, and divil bit can "a. Ny hands hy
up above the head of me; my fingirs stick
right out sidewise; me hair stands on eend;
me eyes stock out SO far ahead of me, can
only touch them wild me cane, and 60 runnin
up the strate an back agin like man! 0!
howly Virgin Mary, intercede for me! for
devil q bit of rason have got lett, an I'm
mad intirely. You know, darling, when
person is bitten by q venomous snake his skin
assumes the color OF the snake If an abom-
Unable snake has such an effect on man, is it
strange that when bei0itcked by the sweetest
looking Irish girl that ever lived. he should
become an Irishman5 Who wouldn't be any
thing to be the recipient of euch favor as was
ON Saturday EVENING" How am to thank
you for such a favor3 o, joyous surprise!
Glad source of deliri0us joy!
, Many times I had longed for your picture,
and let my imagination dwell upon the receipt
of, but burst not ask you for it, for reasons I
viii give you if VIC ever meet. NOT now but it
is the more grateful coming as O surprise of
inexpressible delight. Really, Mollie, a. I re-
turned from the post Office after receiving it,
l felt so light could with difficulty keep the
ground; I could scarcely avoid flying. I
wanted to button everybody met and show
them what had got, and 1t required all the
sense Of propriety I could command to keep
myself from doing 80.
o! that beautiful picture! beautiful! beauti-
full beautiful! And my beautiful, beautiful,
Mollie! What can now say for her? can
not say-words fail me. Could I see her,
might, perhaps, express family what are my
feelings as re-awakened by such visible testi-
mony of her loneliness.
o Mollie, Mollie! you have turned my dry
sterile. old sterile bachelor heart into q gush.
ing fountain of glad emotion and warm, genial
affection and Mollie, dear, darling Mollie, Is
the source and end of all. Would had hum
dred Pixies Peak fortunes to lay at her feet,
and the affection of hundred hearts to lavish
upon her. If "another Mollie'' were to con.
test the claim to my love she would stand but
poor chance now, if not before. When you
were remarking concerning the change that
had taken place in your personal appearance.
were you trying 10 make me understand that
you had added to your already redundant stock
of beauty? did not fully take the hint then;
understand now. Nature has surpassed her.
self in bestowing new charms when the mea-
sure was already full, running over, and Mollie
herself is taken by surprise al her own new ex-
cellences. understand it all now and a most
effective way have you adopted to bring the
fact to my comprehension and as modest and
winning as effective. Your beautiful picture
have to look at it the last thing before put
out the light at bedtime, and the first thing in
the morning before even put myself in q con.
dition to have any one (unless it were some
one to whom entertained different relation
than / ever yet sustained) to look at me, unless
by accident, as occurred once at B., at my
boarding house. when, from my long white
robe / was mistaken for q Catholic priest.
Had my back been turned, they (the women
who saw me) would have taken me for one of
their own number. unless they had carried
their seeming box tar In, in which case pre-
sumo they would have discovered their mis-
take.
And many times during the day do look
again and again at this beautiful shadow OF o
more beautiful substance, and each time draws
forth some fresh exclamation of swelling ad-
miration.
Do not, my dear Mollie, let that accursed
blotch on your neck be left to mar such a
beautiful person as yours. You have neglect
ed it already too long. Do so no more. Per-
haps, dear girl. you will think me too extrava-
CANT and excessive at my expressions of delight
at the receipt of your picture; perhaps I am
fulSome; nauseatlDg even; but remember the
circumstances. man would justly be thought
fool woo, going to the town pump. would
clap his hands and dance with wild eXclama-
tions Of delight at the sight of water; bu. CD
the desert, where water had not been seen for
many long weary days, he would be thought
perfectly sound. and all would rejoice with
him. Were l with you, enj rying the richer
favor of your presence, though would receive
your pic ure as precious treasure. yet | would
not go quite crazy over it, but would seek to
exhibit good common sense. As it is, away
Oft here in the wilderness. among Arabs. hid
eou5 to behold aud worse TO mingle with. am
like the map in tue desert at the sight of water.
50. under the circum stances, 1 hope you viii
excuse me, dearest, If do plaster iG on Father
thsck | would not resort to gross fl lttery Of
your personal appearance though your charms
were those vi Venus, (and do not think them
short of it, for possess too much sincere re-
gard tor your best Interests TO turn q ltlerer
, and iuinr,. Won with ,,r,tco