San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1892-12-23
ana mat ne must explain.

ana mat ne must explain.
He sat up all night composing letter
that should touch her to the heart, with
the following result:
my OWN DEAREST GIRL: If such you
will still allow me to qualify you,
write to you in a state of mind that l
really hardly know what ] am about,
but | cannot indure making no effort to
clear up the gaping abiss which the
events of the past fatal afternoon has
raised betwiXt us.
ain spite of all could do you have
now seen and been justly alarmed at
the Person with whom allowed myself
to become involved in s.lch a unhappy
and unprecedented manner, and having
done so you can think for yourself
whether Art of Stone was able for to
supplant yours for single moment,
though the way in which such hidgeOus
Event transpired l cannot trust my pen
to describe, except in the remark that
it was purely aXidental. 1t all happened
on that illomened Saturday when we
went down to those Gardens where my
Doom was saving up to lay in wait for
me, and / scorn to deny that Bella's
sister Ada was one of the party. But
as TO anything serious in that quarter,
oh lilly the ole time l was contrasting
you with her and thinking how truly
superior. and never did l swerve not
what could be termed a swerve for a
instant. / did dance arr a waltz with
her-but why? Because she asked me
to it and as a Gentleman l was bound
to oblige! And that was afterwards
too, when / had put that ring on which
is the sauce of all my recent aggony.
All the while was dancing my thoughts
were elSewhere-on how / could get the
ring back again, for so / still hoped
could, though when i came to have a
try, oh my dear girl no one couldn't
persuade her she's that obstinate, and
yet unless do it is all over with me,
and soon too!
And now if it's the last time shall
ever write words with mortal pen, l
must request your support in this
dilemmer which is sounding it's dread
orns at my very door.
"You know what she is and who she
Island you cannot doubt but what she's
a GODDESS, loath as you must feel to adj
NIT such thing, and l ask you if it
would be downright wicked in me to do
what she tells me l must do. Indeed l
wouldn't do it, being no less than fly
ing with her to a distant climb, and you
know how repugnant | am to such ac-
tion-not if you advise me against it or
even if you was but to assure me your
affections were unchanged in spite of
all. But you know we parted under
pigulier circs, and l cannot disguise from
myself that you may be thinking wuss
of me than what, Matilda, l can honest
ly say deserve.
"Now l tell you solimly that if this
is the fact, and you've been thinking
of your proper pride and your woman
ly dignity and things like that-there's
no time for to do it in, Matilda, if you
don't want to break with me for all
Eternity!
"For she's pressing me to carry out
the pledge, as she calls it, and l mast
decide before this time tomorrow, and
| want to feel you are not lost to me be-
fore can support my trial, and what
with countless perpleXities and burglars
threatening, and giving false informa-
tions, and police searchings, there's no
saying what l may do or what | mayn't
do if Pm left to myself, for indeed | am
very unhappy, Matilda, and if ever
man was made victim through acting
without intentions, or if with, of the
best-I am that party! o Matilda, don't,
don't desert me, unless you have ceased
to care for me, and in that contingency
can look upon my fate, whatever it
be, with apathy that will supply the
courage which will not even vince at
its approach. But if l am still of value,
come, and come precious soon, or it will
be too late, to the assistance of your
truly penitent and unfortunate.
LEANDER TwEDDLE.
"P. S.-You will see the conditions of
my feelings from my spelling-I haven't
the heart to spell.
Dawn was breaking as he put the
final touches to his appeal, and read it
over with a gloomy appreciation. He
had always cherished the conviction that
he could "write a good letter when he
was put to it," and felt now that he had
more than risen to the occasion.
civilian shall take it down to Bays
water the first thing to-morrow-no,
to-day, mean" he said, rubbing his
hot eyes; II fancy it will do my bust
ness"
And it did.