CanÌƒon City record. [volume] (CanÌƒon City, Colo.) 1883-192?, 1901-03-07
LETTER KIN.

LETTER KIN.
The letters? No. beloved. could not.
Not yet. There you have caught me
where own l am still shy Of you.
A long time hence. when we are
safely welded pair. you shall turn
them over. 1t may be y short time. but
viii keep them. however long In
deed must ever keep them. They talk
to me of the dawn OF my existence
the early light before our sun rose.
when my love OF you was growing and
had not yet reached Its full
II disappoint you. will try to make
up for II with something wrote long
before ! ever saw you. Today was
turning over old things my mother had
treasured for me of my childhood-of
days spent with her. things Of laughter
as well as OF tears. such a dear selec-
tion. so quaint and sweet with moods
Of her MS ! dimly remember her to have
been. And among them was this alb
surdity. written and I suppose placed
In the mouth Of my stocking the Christ
mas ] staid with her In France ! re-
member the time as n great treat. but
nothing of this. "Nilgoes" is "Nicho-
las" you must understand. How he
must have laughed over me asleep
while he read this,
Dear Father siiEoes-H you pleas. viii you
give me more pisFthlnss than oranges. apples and
s~eetics. because 10 make . Chrislmas
tree this year. and the playthings would suit bet
ter the Christmas trees You must not tn little
mother. pleas. because don't want her know
utf her Viii from in
order 10 gire ~iazt | ash frosn you Tell my
b-ss love 10 the Holy yirEin and to ose Chiia
Jesus and to 81 Jo<eph oooth!. dea- 81. Nil
goeA
l haven't altered IL / love It too
well, prophetic OF fault | still carry
ubout me. How strange that little bit
OF Invocation 10 the dear folk above
sounds to me now. My mother must
have been teaching me things after her
own persuaSion-most naturally. poor
dear one-tbough that. too. has gone like
water on my mind. II was one OF the
troubles between her and my father.
The compact that | was TO be brought
up Catholic was dissolved after they
separated. and am sorry, thinking it
unjust 10 her. yet glad. content with
being what am
j tut-t nave pttn itts tlull . WIFI
prnned this. wns always n letter
writer. II seems.
II Is a reproach now from msny that
have ceased TO be. and to them I
fear. IL Is true. That have not truly
ceased witness under my hand these
presents or whatever may be the
proper legal terms for an affidavit
What were you like. beloved. as a
very small child; Should have loved
you from'the beginning had we toddled
TO the rencounter. and would my love
have passed safely through the gal
lous young hound" period. and could !
love You more now In any case had I
all your days treasured up In my heart
Instead OF less than year Of themf
How strangely much have seven
miles kept our fates apart. II seems
uncbarnctcristic for this small world.
WHERE meetings come about so far
above the dreams OF average. to have
played us such prank.
This must do for this once. beloved.
for behold me busy today: with what I
shall not tell you. I would like to put
you to n test. as ladies' did their knights
OF old and hardly ever do now. fearing.
I suppose. lest the species should al
together fail them at the pinch.
would like TO see II you could come
here and sit with me from beginning to
end. with your eyes shut. never once
opening them. am not saying wheth-
er think curiosity or affection would
make the attempt too difiicult But II
you were sure You could you might
come here tomorrow. day otherwise
interdicted. Only know. having come.
that II you open those dear cupboards
OF vision and set eyes on things not yet
Intended to be looked ut there will be
confusion of tongues In this tower we
ARE building whose top Is to reach
heaven. VIII you Gomez don't say
come" I only want to know : win
your
Today my love flies low over the
earth. like swallow before rain. and
touching the tops OF the flowers has
cuiicd you these. Kiss them until they
open. They are full of my thoughts.
as the world to me is full OF you.
LETTER XIV.
Own nearrsI-come did not think