New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1890-11-16
= LETTER III.
From Edward Montrose to Miss Hardwick.

The Temple, X. g., April q, 1890.
My darling Ray: ] have had such CHASTITY
shock. Jack Simmonds writes to me from Ten
ere, just for all the world II you had promised
to marry him. He actually says as much ard
goes 30 far as to mention June as the month.
Upon my word, il it had been any one but Jack,
should have taken the next steamer out and put
an end 10 him. What he means by saying he has
more than the rest. It's hideous foOiine if he is
merely amusing himself with me. l suppose I'm
bit of jealous dog About you, in fact, I'm
be to other men and the world in general quite
what you were before YOU promised to take a
share in Edward Montrose's unworthy name and
somewhat Indifferent fortunes.
The best Of il is rather the worst OF IL, that he
as much as implies you accepted him at the Spen
GERS ball. two fortnights ago. Why. the man must
DC mad He must have got an impress OF my Identify
bypnotism and so on Well, if that's so, poor
Jack is welcome to what pleasure he can get out
Of such fools paradise OF Joy. II ne loves you
business he has to love you at ALL though, without
my leave, even the unpleasantness Of awakng to
the fact that he is nothing TO you, viii not crowd
cut the pleasure Of few days fancy that you
love him.
Really, however, it's quite too serious with
him, I'm afraid. He writes to me to go and search
goods and present it to you. Me Was ever such
! request made of a man in MY situation? Poor
Jack, we will console him, won't me, my sun
BEAM my Ray from Heaven. when we are married
and he is left out in the cold. clothed in nothing
but weli-ventiated hopes? You must find wife
for him as much like yourself as possible or, per
ste. Bella, who promises to walk in the paths OF
beauty that you are 60 familiar with.
He must be crazy; and that's the meaning of it;
I VOW it makes the hair stand up on my head
when glance again at his letter. He dreams of
you. Good Heavens and tells me that it is so
Well, to some extent, ! may be to blame for it;
I ought TO have told him how we stood toward
each other, you and before letting him so off to
Tenerfle Why did you ask me to keep ii all q
secret, you naughty child? Do you see what you
have done {? You have turned the brain of as
wards at Guys. Just tell me you wish it. and
I'll set out for this mountain of an island 10 look
after him 1t would be interestlnG 70 kn1% %h 1
anything better, could at least tell him OF the
inpudencc of his imagination, 1t has made two
folks bit miserable, for believe you also, Ray
won't like to think of poor Jack raving so madly
for the moon. Some people say pretty girls love
To make men suffer, and that it's all one to them
what happens, 80 they may have stringfni OF
conquests to boast Of Perhaps it is SO with .
woman here and woman there but l myself
should hate girl OF that kind, and she woudn't
make any man good wife, would she?
think. nv sunbeam At Naples, saying TO my
self things like this: Is that carpet good enough
for her? Will this suit her style of beauty How
lovely she would look in that armchair with the
Persian silk back to it What a lucky mirrci
that would be il l were to buy it, and she woulc
have 1t D. her own little boudor. find, dearest
that one can do a heap of buying with Thousand
sounds But. though plunged head-tie IN thu
dissipation Of wishing and fancying, forebore Y
order a single thing-so that we might have al
the fun OF il together. Still, I've made them pu
by three or four pretty little trfes, which at ont
GLANCE of your dear blue eyes shall be ours, fo
The fond nest that is to be my heaven on earth
tell you what, Ray. think will go OF I.
sre moor Jack l can't get him out OF my bead
Tn sootbe him round somehow, and l won't III
away month, OF anything like II. just nov
know month is good deal more than IL seems
~. III, sacri6ce that il can make Jack any TIN
sas;e, and safer and when / come back, IL vii
ne close TO June and that day of Waterloo whlel
Is TO make me the owner Of my sunbeam for tn
rest of time. Fancy poor Jack thinking he wa
TO marry you in june
Seed me line about this, there's dear glrl
and I'll run down 10 Eastbournc and see you befor
go. a.. ,,.r ,,
who would induce a saint to err ont whom IN.
Raw t0leratcs with Christian fortitude ana N.
life itself TO you my love. Your EDWARD.