The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1900-12-05
A Love Letter,

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der. Love and dove. and cupid and
/ stupid. and that sort OF thing?"
! 1 repudiated the insinuaton with
scorn.
1T is a letter. I replied.
Emily dragged a chair Close 70 mine
and seated herself. Read away. John
! ny" she said. calmly
| 1T IS private" said L
| 1T win be more interesting
But it is to lady" added
"Oh, johnny! But why didn't you tell
me before? Though. Of course, It is not
/ settled yet. You are only paying mark
| ed attention. I suppose. And 7 wasn't
! there TO see the fun Well, she's a very
nice girl always liked Phyllis. But
I never thought that by just leaving you
without a sisters care for q fortnight
! you would be caught"
| I allowed Emily 10 continue without
| interruption. I considered that her curl
| osity deserved punishment-and the stars
/ fought for me. Emily tapped the pa
! per with her finger and inquired:
"Can I help you?'
L am very inexperienced" said L
sadly.
Then I must. An nl-judged remark
a want OF warmth-a single false step,
IN fact, might"
"Don'tr' I exclaimed, with a shud-
der
'tOh, It's lovely. Johnny, to see you
like this!" said Emily, ecstatically.
How far have you got?''
"S. 2 Breeze, Of the Isle OF Wight,
Latitude
That's ridiculous" interrupted Emily.
You won't allow me any latitude?'
Don't be silly. You must not put any
address or date. but start right away.
She must think you very agitated, you
know"
Certainly" said I
Begin, Ny darling, darling. Phyllis ="
Two darlings?" I inquired, busy with
wees; two will do. You're not en-
gagged yet. Afeerward should recon-
mend three"
I wrote as dictated. Emily continued:
Although thousand cruel miles Of
sea separate US"
But we're not a hundredF' I ex-
claimed.
please believe me to know best" said
But the men who make the geog-
Are not the men who make love. Put
IL down"
I obediently placed myself a thousand
miles away, and waited for further in
structions.
"'Yet, you are never, never absent
from my thoughts for a single minute
she continued.
do you think third 'never?'" I in
CURED anxiously.
mo, you should exercise some re-
straint at times. You might, however,
underline them. Now go on-'Separa-
ton makes my life intolerable. Each
moment here Is a year, each day a cen
tury.'
I looked up in some amazement.
knew things were not usually ike that
in the English channel But Emily con-
tinued:
'Ah, how long to see you again
TO touch your hand-to look into your
eyes"
That's beautifully agitated. So dis
connected-and-and- I murmur-
ed, scribbling vigorously.
Couldn't you put in a little touch Of
humor? Just to freshen 1t Up . bit" I
asked, laying sdown-1ny pen.
John" said Emily, sternly, "a lover
has no sense Of humor"
I sighed I felt the character to be
difficult But have many times watch
ed. the course Of tru love running
smoothly, and 1 knew that Emily was
right.
81 am in your hands" I said. sadly.
Emily remained in q deep thought for
a moment Then inspiradon-or memory
came to her aid.
L live only for our meeting. I am in
tensely wretched here" she dictated.
I looked at my surroundings. The blue
water sparkled in the sunshine, a gentle
breeze creDt under the awning and
tempered the monday heat. was "
ing comfortably in a deckchair, while
the yacht slipped through the water with
a gentle, lazy roll.
But I wrote. Il am intensely wretch
ed" as Emily commanded.
you have never composed any poetry.
I suppose?" she inquired
I blushed. We have all been young.
Because a verse would be very effec-
tive at this point"
But I dared not do the thing. And
Emily, after some reflection, decided that
I was right Even the eyes Of love"
she said, might Well, she spoke q.
little unkindly on the matter
The letter filed three pages when COM
pleted, and was certainly work of art.
art observe is usually estranged
from science and absolute accuracy
Now" said Emily. when her ideas at
last gave out, 'the end is the most i'm
portant part"
DO you recommend crosses for kisses,
you known" I inquired.
Certainly not. They are vulgar
Write--'A thousand thousand kisses, my
darling"
"Wiu they all go for s-a-penny?" I
asked. with anxious hesitation.
do try to be sensible" she implored.
But VIII the postman deliver them ?"
objected.
Emily took no notice. but continued:
You had better put Your devoted lover
forever and ever -
THE description IS exact" said I, with
great dissatisfaction.
She has a pet name for you. I sup
poser"
Il viii sign It Thomas Jones'"
What" exclaimed Emily. "She calls
you thatl'
'It is the name OF the young sailor
whom you may observe cleaning the
pinnacle. At his request 7 am writing
this letter 10 his sweetheart his own sd
vocation having been somewhat neglect
ed"
Emily rose. and stood over me. COW
cred.
YOU" She stopped. Lady Emily
has been brought up among strictly
proper people Gndeed, I have heen her
constant companion}, and words failed
her
But I knew what she thought
she's n Winner.
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