New-York tribune., 1910-10-23
u EYVERY DEAR COZ: What shall say? am
M tired-so tired!-having reached Halifax at
4VA three Yesterday and Beechlands half hour

NJ tired.-so tired-havng reached Halifax
A"A three Yesterday and Beechlands half an hour
later: Yet tired as am am IN the seventh heaven OF
and so charningy old! There is none OF our blatant
Western about it. Then too what fiavor llle
living in one of Kipings stories. But my impressions
of the warden of the honor OF the north are yet
too raw to be of any value-and well do know that
onlv bore YOU. You want to hear about Beechlands
Aunt Clara Uncle Maurice, and Elizabeth. Well, you
shall have the very best picture my weary pen can
sketch.
Beechlands is delightful stanch old house of mellow
red brick looking if it had been stepped IN the sun
shine of century summers with ivy and the glamour
of ROYALTY hanging about it. For you must know dear
Nils as Uncle Maurice did not fail to tell me before
was well under his roof that the Duke OF Kent lived at
Beecands for long weeks during his ancient
soiourn in Halifax And it is said that he planted the
aforesaid ivy with his royal hands-which may
believe not, you like; but no account let Uncle
Maurice suspect your heresy II you do not Ihe grounds
were also laid under the prncely SUPERVISION
and do credit his taste, being magnificent. Such
trees dear Nils you never saw And the view OF the
harbor is the finest in Halifax.
Uncle and Aunt are kind old fashioned folk, much
surprised to find that am not still the little girl of ten
from whom they parted nine years ago. And Elizabeth
Ah you interested much more interested than
in all my chatter of Beechlands and its ducal menores
You want hear all about this cousin of yours and SIS
ter of mine whom you have never seen and nave
not seen for ten years. since mother died and
your parents took me into your Western home, while
Elizabeth to Beechlands.
III,
her that when look in the glass together am halt
puzzled to know which is own face Are you shocked
at nv vanity? My dear it is the simple truth. Eliza
beth and marveously alike. In spite of ten years
seniority we might, Uncle us, be taken for
twins The only noticeable difference that have
color while Elizabeth is pale.
But with our looks all resemblance between us ends.
am as you know, most friendly creature; Elizabeth is
cold and reserved in manner laugh always; Elizabeth
never though her smile sweet enough to atone tor the
absence of laughter prattle my secrets to all and
dry alas! Elizabeth shows sign of being contlden-
tial. have dignity Elizabeth IS dignity 1ncarnate-
capable of holding resentment long enough for 1t
be servceabe; but am much mistaken my stately,
sweetly smiling has not most high spirit to resent
think it the honest wordto sustain it for longer
than is wise With ALL she is charming and love her
dearly already
shall write more of Elizabeth in few days, when my
Western breeziness and her Eastern cOnventonality
shall have been mutually adjusted. Until then dear
Coz, your most affeCtionate and most weary,
'''00' EVE
- wasted it. have found out the secret of Eliza
beth's romance For Elizabeth has romance and has
shared it with me- very unwillingly be it confessed,
and only because she could not help herself. l fear
that Elizabeth has unSIsterly dlSapprOVa of
in spite of the fact that think she loves also.
At first | did not suspect Elizabeth OF human weak
ness although struck my frivolous perception
that repose solitude her face much sadder than
| did speak of this to her. Nor would you, dear
Nils. There is fire in Elizabeths dark eyes which
would daunt unwarranted curiosity think those
eyes Of hers flash fiercely upon occasion She has
even favored me with some glances far from loving
And yet if you only knew how charming she is with it
all! Even her very pride and coldness in
her.
One day at luncheon Uncle Maurice remarked casr-
ally that Anthony Allen would return from New York
next week Now | had never heard of Anthony Allen
and Uncles item of news, and it would have gone a