The commonwealth. (Scotland Neck, N.C.) 1896-1929, 1914-05-07
i sI0KEY-;0ATEn RESSAGF.
Found Snugiy Stored Away In the Files
Of Local COlleqer.

Pray do not think that my silence
thus far since your muchly enjoyed
epistle is in any way indicative of
my appreciation of said epistle; for
already have it nestled among ny
most highly valued archives and
each tender whisperlette ct cetera
contents thereof indelibly carved in
the realm of my futtering palpita-
tor.
At the moment I became the re-
cirient of the above mentioned mis-
sive was was whirled into mad
dened phyxomina-I just must write
and ask you for date; which date
was to be the medium through which
to pour out my very soul in express
sion Of newly found love. Then,
after carefully celebrating such a
move; my deep and conservative
sense Of caution impelled my coun-
cilic self to throttle this sudden and
tonitrous out-burst of affection and
defer such a mission until both my
spiritual and financial status was ac-
corded higher rating.
Such a thing as l have alluded to
in the foregoing paragraphs began
(as the woeful wooer would warble)
as mellow moonlight fitting about
the nocturnal shadows, but in its
more mature stage has developed
into wrathful and eurahllc tornado
before which bow my every impulse
as the forest trees before the hurri-
cane.
Though / realize how futile any
effort of mine would be to attempt
to convince you Of how | yearn for
the sight of you; how pine to SEN
sation the musical ripple Of your
voice; how crave to tell you how
much; how I long to realize the
touch Of your hand; and how covet
your presence; still, to attempt to
smother the expression of my love
for you would be as quixotic as tc
try to muff1e the thunderbolts OF
the July heavens.
/ Though l am bitterly conscious OF
the futility of my love for you,
will be equally obiivious Of its fail.
ure. In the later years when the
clouds Of time will have sprinkled
snow flakes upon my now blond
apex, | will drink the disappointed
dregs of consolation in having truly
loved good woman, though my
love proved amiss.
When now in the balmy days O.
my youth, standing on the thresholc
Of life peering into the happines:
that should be mine ere my manhood
fades into feebleness; surely! jus
and all-wise providence has ordained
that you shall be NINE And if sucE
does not come to pass | verify believs
that the centuries, in their mad rusl
to eternity, will pause to avenge =,
destruction Of my maiden love. l
| lose you despite the intense ant
ardent love l have for you, ali har
monies-what in poetic phrase i
termed-tfe gushing melodies 0
angelic choirs and the joyous pulsa
tions Of human life on earth woul
sound to me, the disappointed lover
as the cultural sounds of hellis
revelry. So great would be my re
morseful dimonix.
Although the love-stricken pre-
ambie Of this message may sound t
you bit bucolic; you must remen
. Der the fragrance Of the wild Syring
ofttimes rivals that of the hot-hous
rose, for no matter how | express il
whether in the language Of the hig
brow, or clothe it in the village vel
' nacular of the hard boy element,
: am as sincere and as true as steel i
r my conviction that in the beginnin
t YOU were meant for me and | fo
< you. And to tear you from me thu
: robbing me Of the vigor and passion
e of your youth and stripping me
Y the later years Of your companion
: ship would he as impossible as
e reverse the lever on the wheels {
time; and thereby making the ye
u terday the tomorrow and the tomo
:, row the. yesterday.
= Even when this old world reverse
d back to its primitive state of nude
n vesture and decayed protoplasr
y long, long, after have been tuckf
- beneath the alfalfad sod, sweet al
g phantom-like memories Of the girl
should have had will ever ling
e about the tiny slab that stakes {
r my allotted space in ye old fashion,
le cemetery.
3 Though my love up to the time
ID met you had proven only. .transltor
le it is now anchored as staunchly
&c +ho roormoth cr11iSer in her doc