Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1906-07-20

March 3, H. Dearest Dad: What an
everlasting age it seems since | left
you and Ted standing on the platform,
waving goodbye to mel cannot be-
lieye that this place is going to do me
much good when | think how long the
weeks Will be before | will be back in
dear old Gretna, but shall try hard
to grow strong for your sake.
Aunt Helen Is very st., very plain,
and very much Quaker lady" but I
like her immensely. for she leaves me
30 much alone.
To-day | am curled up In one of
the big wicker chairs at the Casino,
tramping along. or being pushed in
those queer chairs-for all the world
like colony of ants moving to, a new
hill
And then, dad, there's the sea-not
blue like the books always have 1t. but
an angry, foaming, grey-green sea,
rolling It's great waves up on the beach
where they break and thunder at our
feet. Tomorrow II may be calm
enough but to-day IL suits my mood.
and | love II. | saw some one pass
Just now who reminded me of-you
know whom | mean. He looked so
like him that my heart beat wildly for
moment. OF course II was only an
hallucination. he is gone and should
not care, but oh. dad, do Sometimes
| think must write to him and then
| remember 1t was | who sent him
away to marry the little girl In Italy
who had loved him for so long-I won
der was her love any stronger, any
truer than mine? Oh, dad you've sent
me away from you and I'm longing to
be comforted this minute. II | could
not tell you about II. dear, I'd break
my heart. but you're always so ready
TO help me.
"The orchestra is playing the "Trau-
merei"-oh, dad, those days In Flor
ence come back and dream such dear
idle dreamsl
you will come to me, soon, dad
dear. for I'm desperately lonely with
out you. Ted can manage the ranch
for a little while.
GIVE my love to Ted. and to every
body, but keep for yourself the dearest
love OF your girl. Jean"
Brighton Casino, Atlantic City.
March II. 49,. My Own Dad Thank
you for your good, breezy, loving let !
ter; | could almost imagine myself |
home again The days have gone by |
somehow and | shall look for you be-
fore lcng-don't disappoint me!
'If only the old sorrow would bury
itself deep down In the sand | might |
promise to come home happy and
care-free again. but II won't leave me.
dad II you knew how I've tried to
be glad that sent him awayl
IL sit here morning after morning
and watch the ships far out on the
and long TO be on one of
hem sailing away to Italy-and Ralph.
What II he is doing his duty, what II
did send him away. he is as truly
nine-no. no. dad. he isn't. I'm all
wrong n Is seeing so many happy
people that makes my loneliness I'M
by now he 10 married 20
hat little girl in Italy--i hope she'll
owe him lots.
I
'ause | do not care for the shops or
he elegant leisure of those palatial
like to sit here and
hink what a happy time this might |
AVE been oh. why did you take me ,
broad. dad why didn't you let me
I've my narrow little lifeg | would |
ave been riding Bee on the prairie. ,
ow. with the hot wind blowing in my {
ace. and th glory of the sunset {
urled deep ny heart. instead of /
Itting here IN the fast-gathering :
Wight surrounded by myriad shat /
sred air-castles. I
There dear. forgive me. would h
OF pain you. you, who, are so patient a
18th mel Soon I will be home and v
m try harder TO be brave. Heaven Il
nows you need all the sunshine | can d
I've youl Don't think me ungrateful. r
NJ love me, dad. for you're all the f
orld TO your own girl. Jean" d
Up. S. Kiss Ted for me. hos the +
'arest sort OF brother," c
Hotel Brighton. Atlantic City,
arch 10, 49,. Dad Dear: Something
~ happened After all the dark days
am to be happy dad. do you hear 4