Blackfoot news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1891-1902, 1896-04-11
THE APPEAL TO ANNE.
FROM ROGER.

sure III your patience MY ue"''sN
yield to me noS Of all times libs iS
u confession and prayer,
True, might disSemble stu. ehahe"
lends the ready garment.
But l am resolved ! Will nave no
more lies. viii speak the truth. III
though | lose you. never knew much
good to come of lies.
Dear, II YOU love me mueh, this WIN
pain you bitterly, ! should be glah 70
die now, II so rightly might, that
you might thiuk of me always as sou
do now, ana she might never know, or
he wounded in her faith and pride
| For me has been destined the dolhs
| of that wrong thing | look upon a. ne
! deadiiest OF all. Treachery = The
4 crime. and the crime Ii nine,
| Let me tell you again, y0u tendrF
| woman, sou dearest and nobiesl IA the
| world. how love you. think of You
| constantly. | yearn for your sweet
comlanionship. You ARE my dear ideal
| you are TO me all pearefulness, ana
worth. and wisdom, aud woinanly
greatness, and Incompatible grace.
i lou are the pure AIR w ilF"
Dear, il is because my love for YOU
| Is the best that Is IN me that J ain al
such pains "a make my confession ah
solute. My heart grows iiaprrions AT
thought Of YOU, and leaps for the high
est course. though that bids for the
supernal sacrifice OF losing yOu--you,
so sweetly gained. For you | should
be happy 10 die now. heart in hand
1t would be sweet. think. 10 die
now. to leave this black dilemma, 10
vanish utterly. And yet. while YOU
live. all splendor and all grace are
here!
Dear Anne, there IL AN
other woman l have been making love
to-how | loathe 10 write the name
Doris Ewing, who loves nv as | love
you, aud Co whom | grow tender Just
In hOpelessnt'ss OF yOu.
so far away In the North you were,
80 like the tigfnent 81 fond, tmpos-
sible ideal, and she here beside ms
dark-eyed aud sweet. loved her. NJ
often | said itso swretiy she bs-
iIsved, and the habit grew. Il love
YOU" I said. even when I knew that
love was Just like. For often she was
but as a small craft ON the heaSing
sea OF my passion. the SRA that ran 10
It's flood tide for you.
told her repeatedly loved her
aud lied. Was II any tile less lie that
the spirit OF romance was strong with
In me, ana my heart hunger made me
mad? loved her la this fashion. say.
because she was loving and my heart
was full OF love.
II did not come to me f0rctbly at
the time that | was lying I had eotnc
into the habit Of her. and the words
did not stick In my throat. n lies
usually do. ] did not dcspise myself.
My duplicity I learned to contemplate
with eqnanimity aud to forget. aud 80
| He'd ardently aud successfully What
lad success II was,
For Doris loved me dearly. aud crtetI
over me bit. now aud then. sus.
pect, and was beautiful and happy
wondered sometimes forgetting the
reasons that lay In my larger drsiFe
YOU'D why | did not really hove her
such Is my story. as Wen a. under.
stand 1t.
She Is very sweet and am very fond
Of her. I seek to exfenuatc nothing: |
write the crude facts as I know them
She has black hair and eyes, she Il
very white and slender. with Nesting
ways. She IL not very learned oF rich
but patrtCian aud proud: all agree tina,
she IL beautiful. She is debonafr and
sweet. and when ! think Of you she II
nothing TO me nothing!
But I tried to love. Just i'm loves
despair. and she was happy In tho
main. aud ! was half resigned stlns
when I think Of that.
How pitiful II all was.
OFTEN she leaned. touch my shoulder
aud spoke with downcast eyes.
DO You really love me-
very tendcrly."
"PaSsipnatelyY
''Passionately."
With all your hearth
with all my heart"
Forever
Forever"
She mistrusted me no more than IN,
day mistriists the sun.
And one night sat latc In ms room
: thinking. II was cold: the Wild wtne
= arose, kissing In the stark trees. Ou
I In the cold sky the stars sb0ng whit,
and multltudiDous. There came to IN,
, a wanton mood; I foated with II. non
sive and relaxed. had no wish 1,
! change II, but desired only to sit pence
fully through the midnight until slect
should come. to lightly conjecture ans
mildly reflect, to clasp my knees h,
. the fire and await the fortunes of M,
. hour Life had grown triviaI.
And by degrees the thoughts Of yn,
came intensely and possessed mo
! That was the night wrote Won Inn
! mad long letter Of alteration and do
: spair.
All, you were 10 me Impossible,
4 had been half resigned. But that nigh,