The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1906-07-19

RAAtnNNn NdHlubs AAluHAiI lily
March s. 19--. 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 l will be back in
dear old Gretna. but ! shall try hard
to grow strong for your sake.
Aunt Helen is very STA, very plain,
and very much Quaker lady" but
like her immensely, for she leaves me
90 mach alo-e.
To-day l am curled up in one OF
the big wicker chairs at the Casino,
tramping along, or being pushed in
those queer chaiFs--for all the Norld
like colony of ants moving to a new
hill.
And then, dad, there's the sea--not
blue like the books always have It, 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 It may be calm
enough, but to-day 1t suits my mood,
and / love IT, | 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
a moment OF course II was only an
hallucination. he is gone and | should
not care but oh, dad, I do Sometimes
l think | must write to him and then
| remember II 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 It, dear. I'd break
my heart, but you're always 30 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
"Yon Will come 10 me, soon, dat
dear. for I'm desperately lonely with
out you. Ted can manage the ranct
for a little while.
"Giye my love to Ted, and TO every
body, but keep for yourself the deares
love OF your girl, Jean"
Brighton Casino, Atlantic City
March II, 19--. My Own Dad: Thanl
you for your good. breezy, loving let
ter; could almost imagine mysel
home again. The days have gone b.
somehow and shall look for you be
fore long-dont disappoint mel
'If only the old sorrow would bur!
itself deep down in the sand | Nigh
promise to come home happy an,
care-free again, but II won't leave me
dad. II you knew how I've tried L
be glad that sent him away
II sit here morning after morninI
and watch the ships far out on tn
horizon-line. and long to be on one o
them sailing away to Italy-and Ralph
What II he Is doing his duty, what /
did send him away, he is as trul.
mine-no, no. dad, he isn't, I'm al
wrongl II is seeing so many happ
people that makes my loneliness un
bearable. BY now he Is married L
that little girl In Italy--I hope she'l
love him lots.
Aunt Helen thinks me wild, be
cause l do not care for the shops o
the elegant leisure of those palatis
rolling-chairs. like to sit here an
think what happy time this "migh
have been Oh, why did you take m
abroad dad. why didn't you let m
live my narrow little life2 woul
have been riding Bee on the prairie
now. with the hot wind blowing In m
face, and tn glory Of the suns'
buried deep NY heart, instead {
sitting here In the fast-gatherin
twilight surrounded by myriad sha
tered air-castles.
There dear. forgive me, w0ul
not pain you, you. who, are so patieI
with met Soon / will be home and
! VIII ry harder 10 be brave. Heave
knows you need all the sunshine ca
give you! Don't think me ungratefu
but love me. dad. for you're all n
world to your own girl. Jean"
"P. S. Kiss Ted for me. hos n
dearest sort OF a brotherl
Hotel Brighton. Atlantic Cit
March IS, 19-. Dad Dear somethir
has happened After all the dark dal
am to be happy. dad. do you he'
met Happy was sitting in II