Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1869-05-27
LUCILLA'S LOVE LETTERS.
NJ Macy KYLE DALLAS.

NJ Macy KYLE DALLAS.
"Are there any more Of these letiersl"
When her father asked this question, fl
an awful tone, Luciila Richmond coul,
Lot say mo, and dared not say '.yes, an,
IA an intermediate course burst into tears
aud sobbed behind her handkerchief.
Bring them to me, tucilla,' said h,
father, as If she had answered hin, .
indeed she bad, and the girl, tremblin,
and weeping, arose to obey him.
Then Mrs. Richmond, her daughter
very self grown older, came behind he
husbands cAair and patled him on th,
Please don't be hard with her, my dear,
she said, coaxhgly. Hes very mic.
young man, and it is our fault after all .,
much as hers, and you won't break hel
heart, I'm sure" --
Perhaps you arove of the whole
affair, msam, said Mr.. Richmond
'I-no-,hat is, I only ly--''gasped the
little woman; and, hearing Lucills coming
she sank into q chair, blaming herself
diesdfully tor not having been present Al
All her 0daughier'G music lessons fol
the past year. 500 @. fs.5 sr
For all this disturbance came OF d
music ic scher. A blsck-eyed young
Boston;an, who had given lessons to Miss
Luciiia Richmond for twelve months, and
who had taken the liberty of falling in
love with her, knowing well that shs was
the daughter Of one Of the riees,
merchsntsin New York.
ut was insxcusable In . poor music.
teacher. who should have known his place
Mr.. Richmond declared, and he clutched
the little perfumed billet which had fallen
into his hands, as he might a scorpion,
and waited for the others with q look
upon his face which told Of no sohening.
They came at last, just six little white
envelopes, tied together With blue ribbon,
and were laid at his elbow by his despair
ing daughter. He gathered them up with
scorn.
"Lock these up until return home this
evening, be said to his Wife. ~ will read
them then. Meanwhile, Lucilla is not to
see this music master on any pretence.'
And then Lucilla went down upon her
knees,
oh, dear papa she cried; dearest
papa, please don't say must never see
him. / Icouldnt bear it, ideed could not.
He's poor, I know, put be is . gentleman,
and II like him so much, papa
"No more Of this sbsurity, my dear,
sale; Richmond, rising. He has been
artful enough to make you think him
perfection. I suppose. Your parents
know what Is best for your happiness.
A music teacher is not match for Miss
Richmond
With which remark Mr.. Richmond pu
on his hat and overcoat, and took bis way
toward those mysterious precincts known
TO women>kind in general only as down
town
Then Lucilla and her mother took the
opportunity of falling into each Others
arms.
"lt's so naughty of you,' said Mrs.
Richmond. But oh. dear. j can't blame
you, it was just so with me. i ran away
with ysur papa, you know, and my pa
rents objected because Of his poverty l
feel the greatest sympathy for you, and
Frederick has such fnc eyes, and is 80
very nice / wish could softer your
papa
"When he has seen the letters, therell
be no hope, I'm afraid sobbed Lucilla-
Fred. is so romantic, and papa hates
romance.
"He used to be very romantic himself
in those old times, said Mrs. Richmond.
"ISuch letters a. he wrote me. / have
them In my desk yet: He said he should
die II l refused him.
$50 does Fred. !. said Lucilla.
"And that life would be worthless
without me; and sbo 1t my being beautifu
Che thought so, you know and I'm sure
he ought to sympa,hize little, said Mrs.
Richmond . 1895 $3.50 -
But that he would she dared not
promise. s.zss 80 .. 80
. She coaxed her darling TO stop crying.
mad her lie down and then went up into
her own room TO put the letters into her
desk; and as she placed them in one pretty
pigeon hole, abe saw 10 another bundle
tied just as those were and drew them
out
These were letters to Lucilla also.
One who had received them twenty years
bcfore-a and she now q matron old enough
10 have dAnchter who had heart troubles
--unfolded them one by one, wondering
how it came to pass that lovers letters
.wers all 50 much alike. s-~.l-.
just half dozen. just the same mum.
ber-and much more desperate than those
the ms.sc-mas.er had written TO her
daughter. A strang idea came into Mrs.
Richmond's mind. She dared not oppose
her husband; by . look or a word she
never had attempted such thing.
But she was very fond Of her daughter
When she left the desk she looked guilty
and frightened, and something In her
pocket rustled rs she moved, And she
said nothing to any one on the subject
until the diner hour arrived, and with il
her husband angrier and more determined
than ever The meal was passed in
silence. Then having adjourned to the
parlor, much a an executioner. and q
couple of culprits might have proceeded
to the gallows, Mr.. Richmond seated
himself In . great armchair, and de-
manded,
The letters, in voice of thunder.