The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1870-02-20

| my julie. only enc Is not half such an
angel. But then, it is scarcely fair to
expect impossibilities OF her!
have preserved intact the strict ST.
lence you imposed upon mo as regards
our engagement, except in the case OF
my father. But, Liebchen, upon my
life, cannot see why you will not grant
me the privilege of speaking about it to
my family. What harm could come of
it here, in Germany, where there is no
possible chance of anything reaching
your fathers ears prematurely? Will
ycu not grant mo liberty 10 tell Nannerl2 ?
II no one else. She is dying of curiosity
about you. / could not refrain from
showing her your miniature, and telling
her you were my bride; but as would
closures about the engagement, she re-
fuses to credit the story, and declares it
is all hoax. She believes only prize
the picture as rare object of art; but
when demonstrate against this belief,
she says, eff it is oil true, Karl, and she
is really your bride, and as lovely as this
miniature represents, then you must
have gone to Venus, or some other star,
or Heaven itself, to find her. To my
mind, this fair unknown even surpasses
Gretchen HOenig. who is SO marvellously
beautiful; she finds it unpleasant to walk
unveiled in the streets, from the con-
spicuous attention her loveliness attracts.
But Gretchen is dark, and your young
pride, Karl, is fair-pure as snow
make, and looking, as 1 imagine those
beings must look, who minister above in
the courts of Heaven, who tread the
streets OF pure gold, and stand at the
pearly gates of the New Jerusalemr'
Nannerl is remarkable girl-she has
sense aud tastel This Gretchen of
whom she speaks is niece of her in
tended husband. She must be an exqui-
site model of female loveliness, from
what hear, having never seen her; but
she IS to be present at Nannerl's we'd
ding, and will then enjoy the opportu-
nifty of Judging for myself Her mother
was Spanish woman, and Gretchen is
a perfect specimen of the Spanish type
dark, soft, with a bewitching languor;
but 1t is needless to say to you do not
affect this style.
Nannerl has been Infamous enough to
slip upon me unawares, and peep over
my shoulder, thinking thereby to get an
insight into my particular secret, and
gain an immense accession of knowledge
on my affairs in general. But to her in
tense disgust, she has discovered this
eplstle, written in English, and as it is
an unknown tongue to her, out of mis-
chievous spite, she has boxed my ears
soundly. What punishment do YOU
award her, Julie? Think of the mon
strous deed! She has boxed the ears
which only you have q right to box.
Will your warm Southern blood submit
tamely to such vile usurpation? But
Nannerl has written you little note--a
peace offering. which she begs me TO en-
close. think you will find no difficulty
IN deciphering it, notwithstanding the
hand.writing is rather illegible 1 hope,
L1etchen, you do not neglect your Ger
man-make practice of speaking it with
Rudolph and your aunt.
Dear Nannerl is not robust in health
she has been extremely unwell, in fact,
ever since the atfliction which has recent
ly befallen us. But trust she will rally
IN strength when the first heavy pangs
of grief are over. 1 have been endeavor-
ing to induce her to relinquish this ap-
preaching alliance with Herr Hoenig.
and return to America with me-to make
her home with myself and the charming
original of the picture she so much ad-
mlres. But she persists in saying, "thc
charming original" would doubtless con-
slider her presence an unwarrantable in
trusion, and no argument L can bring |
forward has had the power to remove
this impression. Women are strange
beings. believe there are some sisters,
who believe their brothers cannot love
them, If they love their wives, end some
wives, who believe their husbands can
not love their wives, if they love their
sisters. N est ce-pas? 1 feel convinced
you would like Nannerl; she is consider
I'D q true counterpart to my own un-
worthy self, and as you like Karl Ia IiuLe, |
10 not you, JulieN however unworthy,
you would necessarily like Nannerl also. |
My mothers health is also delicate. |
We dare not hope for her a much longer
on this mortal scene. Pity
ne. my darling, in this desolated home,
where grim death has 30 recently crossed |
,he threshold, and where, in addition
20 everything else, find life q daily
struggle with melancholy. to support the
bitterness of our separation. Some
lines, think I can no longer endure it
that l must end this intolerable long
ng and fly to you. But cannot desert
ny mother and sister in their time of
'ore need. If Ludwig and his wife were
iere; but they were only able to stay over
nr tha fnnoroI o,5