Seattle daily post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, W.T. [Wash.]) 1881-1888, 1884-05-27
NY FIRST LOVE LETTER.

love letter. p es1Inr uot- " - ctoty
/ have not bean very fond OF telling
But years bring TO me. II not PHILOSOPHY
a comfortable sense of the comical Ia
regard to all early illusions and disiiiu
sions.
The moment of opening and reading
the first love letter Is a thrilling and
august point of time, in which all the
spring-tI of passionate young life
seem to meet in a swift, dazzling vhiri
of emotion. If from the right maD,
what triumphant Joy. If from sutton
one cannot smile on, what sweet pain
Bot you know all about it, dear.
/ Nas very young when | received my /
first love letter; indeed. not permanently |
ont Of short frocks aud the bread and
butter age.
Having lived the greater portion OF |
my life in tbs country, the companion |
Of my brothers, l was desperate romp |
and gypsy, delightlng to roam the helds
and the woods. preferfiDg the ti-bing-
rod to the needle, and even the stable To
the p4rlor. As Yet, fine horse as the
rival of all mankind In my young affec-
tons. Still had read Scott, Edgevorth,
Henans and l.. f L., with An OCCASIONAL
stealthy dip into Byron, and had my own
foolish little romantic dreams of my he
70, my fairy prince, wno was TO come IN
Loves good time.
used to dream of him, as | sat like
| little Ellie, among the alders, with my
/ feet Ia the brook, or az rode alone In
the woods. thought little of his pedl
| gree, but resolved that he must have u
patrIcian Greek pr file, dark blue eyes
| and black curling hair, coming Gown on
us lofty brow IN Byron peak. / made
no account of houses or lands In Loves
Arcade; but my hero mast POSSESS II
fine horsr. The "steed of seeds Was
a sine qua nan.
DOR removal from country TO town
WAS an absolute SORROW 20 me, with my
nature loving heart and Mid, free hab-
its. | hated the busy monotony, the
throneed Loneliness, the dull whirI OF
city life. | coald only console myself
with occasional flights back into NV old
rural haunts. From he longest, rough
est tramps | returned Tefreshe q, pre-
pared TO eudu-e what could not cure.
I"caune ont" prematurelv and tempo
rarily when was scare sly fifteen, on the
occasion of large wedding patty. /
wore a long dress and white kId gloves
for the fret time. My hair was curled.
Oh, the torture of night and the hid
wore natural flowers and carried a huge
BOUQUET.
Dlstressingly difiideut, not to say awk-
ward, ! early IN the evening retired to a
deep window seat, where / remained
Watching the merry groups of wedding
guests and listening to their easy chatter
with childish wonder and delight.
Among the Rayest of the gay was a
certain fair Young lady whom | had
known for some time ~ my double; not
that she was in the least like me. Sne
was blonde-very much blonde-whlle
| | WAS a very brunette. She was dlstIn-
guIshed for sumptuousness of attire,
and dress was not then, any more than
II il now, my BE- setting stu or peculiar
virtue, whichever you incline to esteem
Il. But, oddly enough, the fair lady
bore my name precisely, Surname and
baptismal. | used to think the circnm-
stance annoyed her almost AS though
had stolen the fashion of her Partisan
bonnet or the pattern of her costly em-
broidered shawl. Aside from the name
there WAS little in common between US,
certainly no love. At this party she quite
Ontshone the bride. found it curious
to watch her,
Her liphtness aud brightness did shine
with such spleDdor,"
| Which was all very proper, she being a
rich tallow chambers daughter.
But not long did | watch my donble.
for, my dear, at this very party | saw
him-my ideal hero-my fairy prince.
From all that goodly company | singled
him ont at a glance. There were the
dark blue eyes, there WAS the Greek pro
file. the black curly hair, the Byron peak
and all.
Imagine the emotions of your friend
when TO her secluded window seat this
very young gentleman WAS brought aud
presented AZ Mr.. John Trevalyan." II
IL wasn't inst Trcvalyan, it WAS quite rs
respectable name. The John III stand
by.
Well, he stood by noe and talked ca
ne for bright, wondrOus half hour.
precisely as though | had been full
grown belle; and |, under the spell of
his pleasant fl.ttery. fell in with the
little make-beiieve. and chatted way
quite at ease, and said some things that
we're really not Sd bad. Yet, when
spoke, it seemed to me that 1t was
some one else talking IN second dou-
ole. My very voice had an unfamiliar
sound.
Mr.. Trevalyan talked of poetr,. art.
music aud flowers IN low, sweet, be-
guiding, particular way. after the manner
of his kind. He said, of all the fiue
arts his enthusiasm was decidedly for
sculpture, 80 cold, 50 pure. % exalt-
ed" and be begged TO know il shared
nus aesthetic preference. | suppose If
uad been properly trained. or year or
two older, l might have answered: " ]
| -,Yk D..
Mozart, Henry Russell and the Seguius:
dearly lev. art-fItisn. Michael An
gelo aud Benjamin West; but l adore
poetry-Miiton, Byron, and N. L. Viii
lis"
As it was, with desperately honest
impulse replied:
- admire art and music, poetry, and
all such things. b L l don't know much
about them yet. TO tell the PLAN
truth, my particular enthusiasm is-just
horses! l suppose its peIverse and
improper, and all that; but do know
something about horses, and / love
them"
My hero smiled. in beaming. indul
gent way, ana declared that be pariit
pated in my enthusiasm his love
for horses amounted to quite pas
sion, and that he hsttered himself he
owned the fastest trotter in all that
region.
All! at that mopent. TO quote from
dear Miss Bremen. "our souls met"
Mysterious sympathy of passionate
young hearts.
His eyes, upon nearer view. were
gray, but their expression was full of
poetic sensisility. They beamed with
that tender Difference, half wistfui. hal,
wicked, hardest of all looks for even
little women TO resist. | suppose the
fellcw knew 10. They all de.
There was. now and then, n mysteri-
Gus shade of sadness over his brow-an
interesting Lara-like froxn that came
and went In that festive hour. Idivined
that. young as he Was, he had had great
thoughts and ambitions, great sorrows
and sins. or meant to have them, which
was all the same.
AZ parting, he begged from my bon
quet n sprie of gsranium, which he
| nlmaaf in his bB tfssf.- hals a. Cor rauaa..