Lawrence democrat. (Lawrenceburg, Tenn.) 1884-1925, 1913-07-30


my first love letter:
Ny Own The sun has gone out
the earth Is barren waste. ! refuse
to believe there will ever be light
again until / can see you. Why did
you not come down TO dinner? Celie
says you are III; mother says It's be-
cause you didn't have time 10 dress.
I'm beast for keeping you. have
spoiled the evening Are you really
III. darling? II It's the dress, won't
you come now? shall wait for you
on the stairs, Impatlently. HAP.
/ kissed the name-that dear, silly
nickname-and put the letter In my
bosom, over my heart II was stlfi
and uncomfortable. and / wished he
had made a happier choice Of station.
cry, but It was very sweet there. over
my heart l watched the moon com
Ing up, a rim OF silver showing along
the horizon, then a stream OF light
shimmering. dancing across the wa
ter He was waiting on the stairs for
me!
It was dreadfully stupid alone. OF
course, no one would disturb me.
Are you Ill. darling" Dorothy
waG playing the piano below. Gracious
Why didn't some one keep her from
singing Sleepy Song so soon? Shed
put everybody to yawning. | knew
then why | was necessary. hoped
my fiends wouldn't get mixed
IF it's the dress. won't You come
now?" l surveyed myself in
the mirror and shook my head.
couldn't go down; l didn't want Ia
go. Natalie had said / was a thief!
But he was waiting on the stairs for
me, and that was--heavenly!
Now, / always thought Celie an eX
ception. She isn't She's Just like
every other French maid. She takes
a fiendish delight in anything that ap
pears the least romantic or clandes
tine. She came in with a second note
beaming. | looked at her frowning q
bit, and took II.
"Celie, you are not to bring anoth
er," | said firmly. do you under
stand?"
"Oui, Mademoiselle oui, oui! Mai:
Monsieur"
you are to go below and stay
there Celie"
But Monsieur sent for me-" CeliC
explained.
you are to stay below" insisted
"Ah, Mademoiselle, dare not dis
obey Monsieur"
you are to obey me, Celie," / sale
in my most indulgent tone. but quite
firmly. you may CO."
But, Mademoiselle, there is tn,
answer"
There is no answer"
"Ah, Mademoiselle, there is the an
swer. Monsieur"-she finished II
English-"he will. what you call him
murder me If zere ees not re ansaire
turned away to smile. SHOULD
have been vexed. It really was mos
ridiculous, embarrassing, too. Cell,
was sure to gossip. sat down ant
hastily wrote the answer.
My Dear Friend:-As ! do not wisl
you to resort to murder, and as neet
my maid, here is the answer VIII yol
please not write again, as l have for
hidden Celie to bring another letter
Sincerely,
LOULIE GOODMAN.
read it over before ! sealed 1t, an,
:; sounded so frigid that l relentet
ard wrote:
+. S. l am not really i'll, l am sur
posed to have headache. L.
WheE I was alone once more
kissed thu envelope of my second lei
ter before opened it:
Darling, Darling do yo
deny me one little word? Don't b
cruel. I waited on the stairs smokin
countless cigarettes which l threw int
that Seyres affair In tho nook just t
see Burrows fish them oct and kee
my mlnd away from the century
took you to appear. You did nc
come; YOU did not answer. l refus
to believe -. I think that maid G
yours is fraNd. Laura has gone t
J the gate, expecting Winthrop, I SUI
, pose, and mothes is trying to settl
! your flends, or l you'd make one c
them bring me to val. l could com
into the corridor ant speak to 20
through the door. May &? How man
thousand years has it Teen since
kissed you? HAP.
l was in a panic. He gust ne
come into the corridor and sneak [
me, and he would; he was just Eraz
enough to do it. l wished franticsll
for Celie, but she would not cor
back. l had been quite positive wit
her. I sat down and hastily wrot
another answer to beg him to be di
Greet, not knowing just how coul
| reach him without ringing.
| | heard footsteps along the CO
ridor; Celie was returning, the minz
| ! had been so positive with her, toe
She came in with her hands benin
her, looking guilty. l stood with m
hands behind me- trying to look eros
| Another, Celie?"
| "Ah, Monsieur is most persuasive
she replied. "Mademoiselle, do not /
angry. 1t is the last billet-doux,
promise" She thrust the billet-dou
) forward.
Il hope So" thrust my billet-dov
forward. There, take that to Mo
sieur. 1t is a silly notion-such co
v respondence. 1t means nothing.
/, shall regard another as impertinent