The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1901-04-26
TINE LOVE LETTERS OF AN IRISH LASSlE.
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LETTER FIFTEEN.

DEAREST our lONlhs lettcr WINS VS'''V" - 10y
evening, and my gladness could 10, be expressed; ! washoping
and doubling until the long, long desired letter was in my hand.
What anxiety one mora can cause another.
was afraid to open he letter, and how my heart thioooed
and beat as removed the missive from the envelope, until my
eyes rested upon 'DEAR Lille" then knew you dd sun
like me a little bit. had made arrangements to attend a party
last night, but could not enjoy myself while thoughts OF your
letter was on ny mind. Several OF the boys caught mt IL q
deep study, and began to tease me to know what my Thoughts
were and where. But they did not know, and can imagine
their surprise if they had, especially one or two Of them. There
Was everything there to make us enjoy ourselves and have a
nice time, but there was something lacking for me; and that
was nothing else but you, dear Frank. As glanced over the
crowd there was an absent face to me, one that few OF the 9th
ers ever saw or dreamed Of. They INDUCED in dancing and
card playing, but | did not. While they were gliding around
the room l thought Oh, if Frank was only here. how gladly
would dance with him. But am afraid Frank docs not want
to see me very badly and therefore will not come. have form
ed my idea for the above statement from the fact that you have
never given me any reason for you not coming.
There was a young widower at the party, and he was talking
a good deal to me; and just before We started home some ofthe
girls came up to me and began plagueing me about him. was
not aware that he was a widower and it did plague me, but l
concealed it as much as possible. However, | had a real nice
conversation with him. II called to my mind what you wrote
me Of one Of Miss L. widower admirers, and also what her
brother said concerning girls managing widowers. l agree with
him. Well, ! wonder what | have written all OF the above for
when am sure it will not interest you.
DEAR FRANK, you say you would willingly die ii you were
sure OF the future.
How sincerely l wish that you were at my side, so that |
could endsavor to talk to you about your souls salvation, ffor
nothing else. Dear boy. your soul is worth more than than all
the world. l will pray earnestly for the holy spirit to touch the
tender chords of your heart and that you will give it to Him to
bear away to the waiting angels, who will proclaim the glad
tidirgs as they walk the golden streets that another soul is
saved. Dear boy, you can only know by experience how much
happiness there is in the realization Of being saved, and that
you are sure Of the future. Then you have no need Of asking
yourself the question: "Have l a heaven to hope for or a hell
to fear?" Dear boy, He would help you to decide the question
that is troubli ng your mind at present. God is a friend to you
in every trouble and need. All we have to do is to take Him
at His word and trust Him. Simply trusting every day, trust
ing through the stormy way, even when your faith is small;
trusting Jesus, that is all. How easy, and yet how hard for a
sinner. 1t has been said that the most simple things are the
hardest. We would all be good if it was not for the devil. Al
though | think that man is a free agent, sni he should have
enough manhood to choose the right from the wrorg, and not
be influenced or led away, as Adam and Eve were in the garden
Of Eden, because something is attractive and enchanting. Sin
is death. And if sin had not entered the world there would
never have been any death. But God sent Jesus to make atone
ment for the sin Of the world which was committed by Adam
and Eve.
Our everyday life is made up Of little acts and deeds; while
we may think them Insignificant and worthless, yet some poor
soul may be influenced by them, and therefore we should be
most careful to make our life pure, bright, and as spoless as a
precious GEM.
The judgment is approaching, nearer and nearer every day;
the present is but d passing shadow OF time in which we paint
our characters upon a canvass to live on and on through all
eternity. OF all the question, of the day, the past or the future,
this is the most solemn: "How stal | spend eternity?' Dear
Frank, do think of this awful subject and make your peace with
God and know how you are going to spend your eternity. |
am not half as good as l want to be, but notinm own strength,
but by the grace and power Of our heavenly Father.
Frank, have not said one quarter as much on this subject as
l would like to, but must quit. And l hope what | have said,
in my poor stumbling, way will not fatigue you, and nope that
at some future time ! may be able to compose a letter as know
it should be. Half the time l cannot write fast enough to get
my thoughts down, and before | do, new ones are crowding in
upon my mind and the old ones have flown to some unknown
realm and cannot be recalled.
Dear Frank, would that l could cry for you and relieve you
Of your present unhappy state Of mind, what a relief it would
be. You say that people do not understand you and that your
life has been a mystery. Well, all our lives are a mystery. It
is a mystery how we live and how we die on earth.
l have been told by more than one that l was very peculiar.
Now there is Eva, my most intimate friend, has said ESQ I've
been told) thst she could not understand Lille. And We have
gone together almost incessantly you might say for the past four
years. l have q great deal different tastes and desires from
many other girls that / know OF. For q small example, crave
the society Of old and learned persons. am perfectly mis-
cradle when | am in the company Of a frivolous rattle brain, or
one who cannot sit down and talk common sense. Give me a
cultured, intelligent and solid young M n to talk to and ! am