Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1886-07-03
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"MY DEAREST KATE: Your telegram fills
me with alarm and with joy, and l should
not be the honest Dick hope | am if did
not say that JOY is In the ascendant We
shall be two happy people, because we can
make sacrifices for each other. Our love
has nothing If selfshness in il, and while
We have stponed our marriage for the
sake of others, we are now, it seems, to
hurry it on because we both love our dear
Joe, and you are miserable in his absence.
Well, SO am |, so far as it is possible for a
man to be miserable under the circum-
stances You have got ONE strange fancy
into your dear little head about Joe, and
will not be satisfied without following him
to New York. / take you at your word.
and shal write to Manchester by this post
to fix my vacation, and l am glad to say
my partners Con well afford to let me go.
Business has prosper with us, and the
future is even more hopeful than our most
sanguine expectations. So, sweet Kate,
my dear love and friend, we will become
Mr. AMI Mrs. Richard Woodville as quick
as thu law and the church will let us. and
then Hail Columbia The hours are weeks
un4l get your letter in the morning. nv
dear, dear Kate.
Love TO Aunt Dorothy, and heap of
kisses tor you--one of which YOU can TT ans
fer to A. D., but only one. Your own,
Dick
my DEAR, KIND DICK: Our dear Joe is
dead am sure of it-dead and buried in
that grave in Kensal Green. Don't
think me mad. Aunt Dorothy says
am; she is very good to me. DR..
Ware says the news of Mr. Neeiham,s
death, coming upon Joe's letter de; criping
their meeting, has upset my nerves. Law
yer Wood has put the affair in what he
calls its legal and logical shape. and
laughs at me- But, OIL Dick, there is an
instinct that is above logic, a pain that is
beyond medicine. My heart knows it's own
sorrow, and my heart mourns Tor our dear
Joe. He is dead and that man Needham
has gone to New York in his place. Mr.
Green may have a name that suggests ridi
CUE AMI belief in supernatural things
that seems foolish. But l have seen Joe
since he left Us, and he was standing by the
white column in the churchyard. / said
nothing OF this until l read Mr. Green's
letter in The Times, and then my heart and
soul and mind, all nv being, were filed
with the revelation of Joss death. II was
on Saturday night. You had just arrived
by the mail from Manchester. The clock
was striking Ten. 1t was lovely night
There was beautiful moon. looked out
far away to Joe. when the mnnnh hanoy
seemed to strike halo ahont thns
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