Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1875-09-23

this morning is so lonely that
have thought Of nothing nor any.
body but you. I walk the floor
and do nothing but think Of you
all the time. Sometimes I am
merry, but most of the time sad.
There is nothing on this earth tina,
can make me happy until 1 take
your little hand in mine and make
that promise again that was made
as ] held you in my arms. o, that
was q HAPPY MOMENT for Hiram,
and 1 pray God that he may spare
us TO keep that promise. Others
may scorn and write bad pieces
about yon, but dear one, ever re-
member that Hiram's love is yours,
and that he loves you for your
GoopSEss-and who has a better
heart than Mollie? 1t was where
we could test each other that we
got acquainted, and surely 1 think
no two persons ever proved truer.
If get ont soon, then life will be
new to me. Before, l cared for
none, but now how sweet, how
pleasant to have some one to love.
some one to care for. The world
will be before me, and I will have
an incentive to do good, to accum-
ulate, for before many years l shall
hope to be beyond the wants of
this cruel world. 1 Know that
there is another waiting to hear of
my release and waiting for me to
come to her, but nothing but LOVE
can ever cause me to link my for
tunes with another. and truly, my
SWEET MoLLrK. you are the one
that awakened that love and none
but You can ever share If. I am
writing from my heart, and if dis
appointment should be in store for
me, what q SAD, SAD fate mine
should be. But never let such
ideas trouble me, for I have the
FULLEST CONFIDENCE in my SWEET
LITTLE DARLING GIRL. II you
have no letter, Just write ONE LINE.
to keep me happy while suffering
under their cruel hands. Please
mark your envelopes thus: K X Y
Now, good bye again. Be GOOD
GIRL, and you win yet be happy
With Your HIRAM
1 have tried again and again to
cease writing, but I can not, can
not give you up so soon. Oh, no,
Just one minute more. I cannot
be torn from my own dear precious
girl. The time was when my only
pleasure was to see you, to sit by
You at your meals, to listen to your
prattling tongue, and now, alas.
cruel fortune keeps me from your
side, and that only pleasure left
me is to sit and put my thoughts
on paper, md trust to other hands
for their safe delivery. VIVA;
would / not give to meet you; to
press you to my bosom; to kiss
those dear, sweet lips, and call You
mine? o, cruel fate, remove those
hated bars; burst asunder the
heartless bolts that keep me from
my Mollie. Let me fy to her; let
me ever be near her. Aollie, dear
est one. do not say that you write
poor letters, for they are better, and
sveeter, and truer. than any one
else conld ever write. / care moth
ing for . letter II / think it not
spoken from the HEART, and that is
Why yours comfort me 30 greatly.
I believe all goa say, and I yet
remember the time when you asked
me il We could not be true friend s,
when you said you needed me as .
friend in every sense; that you
sere alone, and all working against
you. I loved you then, love yon
now. and shall always, no matter
how you may ever feel. You have
opened tie doors of my he art, and
nothing can ever close them against
you. And though you prefer not
to take me into your full conf
dence, yet Hiram viii ever tell you
all. l shall keep nothing from
you, for 1 think the first step in
love is TRUST in ALL things. Do
not you despond. dear one. Cop
CARES FOR YoU, and I think his
purpose is, that we shall meet and
live down the scorns and rebukes
of those worse than we. I accept
your kisses, send many in return,
and assure you l am ever thine.
Write me q GOOD note. AM
TOUR HIRAM. My sister told me
in a letter that that girl at Santa
Clara, CAL, was still DETERMINED
to have me. even against the will
of her parents, but my heart is as
have told you-YOURs. By by,
SwEErY.