The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1899-12-29

she opened second letter with fingers
that trembled slightly-such sea of
memories was surging over her.
It began without date, but that she
could easily supply:
my Darling:
To-day you have made me the happiest
Of mortals. for you promised to become
my wife! Who would not be happy under
the circumstances-for the man who gets
you gets a prize, indeed. I shall not say
what shall try to do for you except that
If love and devotion can make you happy,
sorrow and sadness shall never know you.
Tonight you looked so pretty-your
eyes were brighter than ever have seen
them. You looked happy: Oh. that you
may always look as you did tonight!
Sweetheart, I love you so much more
than I can tell-more than I ever thought
myself capable Of loving anyone, and
when I think it over, I wonder how it all
came about. You did not try to make me
love you, neither did I try to make you
love me, until found myself loving you
found that must be with you to be happy.
Now I am going to answer the precious
letter my own sweetheart wrote me to-day.
How lovely it is! It is just like her from
beginning to end.
eff, as you say, my love makes you
happy, it must be because you love me.
| If it were only love that you love, then you
Va
your many admirers.
Nothing that you say can hurt me,
dearest, for I know that you speak for the
best interests of us both.
Yes, my darling. want you to be sure
| Of yourself, for I would not blight yeur
| life ever so little.
Should I lose you, life would be little
worth the living, yet would rather lose
you than ever see you unhappy.
| you are unjust to yourself in many
that you don't understand yourself. Did
you ever know any one who could say:
| I know myself? Dearest, others know
| US best-others see our faults and virtues
| In q clearer light than we can see them.
| I shall not pretend that understand you,
| for it has long been conceded that the mind
| feminine Is incomprehensible to man, but
| oh, my sweetheart. all the faults you con-
| fess to are dearer to me than other wom-
| ems virtues. You are you, my darling, and
| I love you as you are. That is clumsy,
but at best 1 can i'll express how dear you
| are to me.
"Your heart pleads for me, but you,
head does not. That shows good sound
sense, and I can only hope that the heart
| will get away with the head.
"And now, my sweet, as guard against
| fickleness want you to give up to GER
| tain extent your male admirers. I don't
mind their calls, rather like Them for
/ am proud to have my sweetheart favor
| lite. DuC you must let them KNOW IQaI you
| belong to me and that am a monopolist
1 can love you enough alone. they may
| like you. I can love you as much as you
/ love to be foved-so remember. no trifling
"I.know, dearest, that you might have
| chosen many men handsomer, nobler
richer than I, but you will never find one
| who will love you more than does
'Your own devoted
| JACK"
The third letter ran:
| my Own Darling:
ST believe the happiest day Of my life
has Just ended. To-day another begins
though I will never be thoroughly happ,
until hear the words which make us mar
and wife-then how happy shall be ani
oh. how proudi When we are married
shall always try to be the best Of hus
bands and my first aim shall be to make
you happy; then I am happy.
ssYou are the one to make me-mak'
more of me than the ordinary man. Their
Is nothing that would not try to do fol
your dear sake. AS beginning / shall
try to have my business hours changed
so that I may have my evenings for m,
sweetheart can say of her as someon,
else has said of his love:
| She's more than diamond, ruby or pearl
She's a dear little. sweet little, neat Httl,
you are all that and more. You ar,
more precious to me than are jewels-yol
are invaluable-they are not.
'It Is after two-and still have writing
to do.
Il .Good-nignt. sweetest. dearest. best! n,