The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1871-02-16
fke Last and Best OF the Love Let
fers,

A writer in CdsselPs Magazine
thinks the art Of writing love-letters
is lost. Nowadays, we correspond, T"
or Exchange friendly communica-
tiOns," but we don't write love-let-
ters; we can't, we are too business
like for It. There is flavor Of "All
communications to be addsessed to
the secretary" and please quote this
1umbef IN your reply" In our best
arnatorv uaissives, and they mainly
scquire their distinctive character by
being without 3 margin. We are too
cynical Tor Il; We have grown asham-
ed 70 look ct q sentiment In the face
much less 70 make any deliberate re-
cord Of its existence in black and
white. We are also little too eau
tlouE. It would be horrible 70 become
6 source OF amusement to 1.-THE jury"
Our letters accordingly are written
with an eye 70 the confusing OF Ser
eeant BuzfuZ, and precious things Of
course they are. The average packet
Of th6u retained noW-a-days after q
quarrel, or locked up after a marriage,
Is 1T best but a kind OF withered ap-
pie hardly worth the trouble Of pre-
serving. A poor tale Of appointment
for seven o'Sundays, and Of inquir-
les for missing umbrellas-age can
give them no mellOwness, and fading
Ink no poetry. And the worst are Of
ten those that make a pretension to
tenderness. The force Of weakness
can no farther 60 than in the "dOcu-
mentary evidence" sometimes cited
in the breach Of promise cases, as
proofs Of the warmth Of the defend.
ants attachment. Welcome, thrice
welcome the formal Madame, your
obedient servant . before the detesta-
bic "Ever your LOvey DOvey."
The only good modern love letter tlfe
= pressnt writer ever remembers TO
- have seen was one he wrote himself.
~ This may seem like vanity, but it Is
not 80. The letter was the compost
ton Of another person, a bricklayeT,
who having TO mend a copper in q
certain house, asked the writer, who
happened to be at home for the hOli-
days, whether he would mind "doing
BIT OF writing" for him, as it was
some time since he had handled a
pen. The writer assented. The brick
- iaSer produced sheet Of f0Olseap from
A. the interior Of his hat. The writer,
tesching the ruler from the library,
lE covered the paper with even lines
The brieklayer, with a premOnitory
tap Of his trOwel dictated "MiBs. ~
The writer asked HNiss what?n The
AF, brickIayer in confusion answered
So .StockeF, z bat thought there was "RO
cal to put that down." The writer
suggested fsDear Miss. p The brick
layer fired Ut. and declared he wasn't
- going to knuckle under like that
s. The writer accordingly set down
aMissp In his best round hand, with
horiz0ntai flourish that carried the
word TO the end Of the line. "YOur
treatment Of me the other night,n
continued The bfickiayer, "Was too
bad; the cauiihower gave you at our
last meeting was perfectly fresh,
though you choose to consider 1t not
90. / can be Is proud as you; did
not pick Il up after you had threw
L down. The write- suggested
thrown. The bricklayer asked him If
he was certain about it. The writer
gave him an assurance to that eject
The bricklayer went on.
~ ask you 10 let bygones be by
cones. Mary, and I will take you to
areenWich Why should persons
keeping company have words? The
lives Of the longest Of us soon ends in
the grave, and what viii be your feel
iBgs there when you look back on the
!. 18th Of AuQust?n Here the bricklay-
Ier cleared his throat
The writer wished to know If he
should go on. Tbs bricklayer asked
nov ne was Oh Tor roOm.' ana 'sug-
z Fested that he should take measure
mSnt The writer said he could rule
the other side, and this was DONE
YCome, let US be happy together"
resumed the bEicklayer, in verse 'for
where there's will there's a way
Let your heart be as light as feath-
er=-it--
.iFD.The writer asked II this were the be-
ginning OF 8 letter to another person.
rHhe bricklayer said no, but his COM
position to want something TO finish
It OF perhaps the writer could think
or two himself2 The writer meditat-
"a ed. The bricKiayer resumed. the set
ting OF the copper.
- Z dresmt'n y said the bricklayeF,
after 3 pause. 7 dreamt'-that sud
DO, II could only reecollect it.n
"'That dwelt,i" suggested the
writer
That's It, said the bricklayer-
@ 81 'in marble halls, q
WIFI yeEsals and serfs BY my side.
But the cnly thing which pleased me most
- Was that you- was 20 be my BRIDE"
~ The verse wEs written, ~Yours
= a. obedientlyn was added to il, with the
bEicklayer's name, and the thing was
done.