The sun., 1891-07-12

10 a touching passaRe in letter evidently
written from Paris during the honeymoon :
He. as you snv. hns teen everything for me
he loved me for isnsons which had helped
10 wenry me OF myseli--.ovei mo heart to
heart persistently. in spite OF my own will
drew me back to life and hope ngain when I
had done with both My life seems to have
belonged to him and TO no other and had no
power to speak word. Have faith In me- my
dearest friend, until you know him. The INTEL
lect is so little In comparison to all the rest-to
the womanly tenderness. tho inexhaustible
goodness, tho high and nools aspiration Of
avery hour. Temper. spirits, manners-thers
10 not faw anywhere shut my eyes some-
times and fancy 1t all q dream OF my guardian
angel; only. II 1t had been dream. the pain OF
soma parts Of 1t would have awakened mo be-
fore now. It's not dream" In another let
ter. written some months afterward. Va seem
to benr the married pair conversinR: Robert
is warm admrer OF Balzac. and has read
most all his books. but certainly no does not In
general way appreciate our French people
quite with my warmth. He takes too high
standard. l toll him. ana won't listen
to story for the story's sake-I can bear.
you know. to be amused without strong
pull on my admiration. 30 We have great wars
sometimes. pu. up Dumass fag or Sonlie's.
or Eugene Sues tyet he was properly i'm
pressed by the 'Myst6res de FarlsD. and
carry II until my arms ache The plays and
vaudovillcs he knows far moro Of than do.
aud always maintains they are the happiest
growth Of tho French school. Setting aside
the masters. observe; Balzac and George Sand
hold their honors. Then we read together. the
other day. Rouge OF Eoir.' that powerful
work OF Stendhals, and he observed that It
was exactly like Balzao In the ra,p-in the ma
terlal and undsveloped conception"
We come next upon glimpse OF the Flor
entlue life OF the married lovers. Tho letter
is dated August, 1s47: Very hot certainly 1t
has been. and is. yet there have been cool In
termissions, aud. as We have spacious and airy
rooms. as Robert let's me sit all day in my
white III essinR gown without a single mascu-
lpe criticism. and as we can step out Of the
window on a sort Of balcony terrace. which is
quite private. and swims over with moonlight
In the evening, and. as we live upon water
melons and ice water and figs and oil manner
OF fruit We boar tho heat with an angelic
patience - We tried to make the monks
Of Vallombrosa lot us stay with them for two
months. but the abbot said or i'm piled that Will
son and stank in his nostris. being women.
Wilson was the name of tho mald.) So We we're
sent away at the end OF Eve days. Such seem
cry. such . sea OF hills looking alive among
the clouds. Such nne woods. supernaturally
silent with the ground as black as ink. There
were eagles there, too. and therc was no Rad.
Robert went on horseback. and Wilson and
were drawn on the sledge lie. m old hamper.
basket wine hamper. without wheell By
two white bullocks up the precipitous noun
tains. Think OF my travelling in those wild
places at o'clock in the morning little
frightened. dreadfully tired. but In an ecstasy
OF admiration. 1t was q sight to see before
one died and went away into another world"
1t is still from Florence that In July. 184S, she
writes: II am quite VOL and strong; after
more than twenty months Of marriage We are
happier than ever"
On March 8. 1910. Mrs. Browning gave her
husband O son. With the JOY at his wifes
deliverance from the dangers OF such an event
came also his first great sorrow" Ills mother
did not live to receive the news of her grand
child's birth. The ensuing extract is from q
letter written by Mrs. Browning in April OF the
Same year: This Is the first packet OF letters.
excsnt one to Wimpo.e street. which l have
written since my confinement. You will have
heard how our Joy turned suddenly into deep
sorrow by tho death Of my husbands mother.
An unsuspectsd disease terminated in q
fatal way. and she lay in the insensi-
bility precursive Of the grave when the
letter written with such Rladness by my
poor husband. and announcing the birth OF his
child. reached her address. It would have
made her heart bound wrote her daughter to
ue. Poor tender heart-the last trrob was too
near. The next joy she felt was to be in
teaven itself. My husband has been in
the deepest anguish. and except for the con-
siderateness OF his sister, who wrote two letters
OF preparation. I am frightened to think
what the result would have been to him.
He has loved his mother as such pas
sionate natures only can love- and
never saw q man so bowed down In tho ex-
tremity OF sorrow-never 1t has boen
very. very painful altogether. this drawing to-
gether OF life and death. Robert was too en-
raptured with my safety and his little son.
and the sudden reaction was terrible" Writ
ing some time afterward. from the Baths OF
Luccs. she tells her correspondent that she
had the greatest difficulty in pe,sua ling her
husband 10 leave Florence for month or two:
He who generally delights in travel had no
mind for change or movement had to say
and swear that baby and couldn't bear the
heat and that We must and would 60 away.
Co que femme reut, hommse reut.' II the lat
ter is at all amiable or the former
persevcrinR. At last I gained the vic.
tory. . Ever since my confinement
have been growing stronger and stronger;
where 1t Is to atop can't tell really. can do
as much. or more. than at any point Of my life
since I arrived at woman's estate" The follow
Ing fragment refers apparently to the same
period: III he IL vain Of a thing in the world.
1t is OF my improved health and say to him.
but you needn't talk 80 much to people Of bow
your wife walked here with you. and there with
you. as II wife with q pair Of feet WAS mira
ole Of nature"
In the summer OF 1851 the Brownlngs went
to England; and then. as on each succeeding
visit paid 10 London with his wife. he com.
msmoratcd his marriage In q manner all bis
own. He went to the church In which 1t had
been solemnized. aud kissed the paving stones
in front OF tho door. 1t needed al this lovo to
comfort Mrs. Browning In the estrange mont
OF hor father. which was henceforth to be
accepted as Anal. He had hold no commune
cation with her since her marriage. and she
knew that it was not forgiven: but she had
cherished q hope that ho would so far relent
toward her rs to kiss her child. oven II no
would not see her Her prayor 10 this effect,
however. remained unanswered.
Tho Brownings passed part OF the next
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