The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1914-06-16
AND BABE ANDI WILL
VOYAGE FARO'ER SEAS.
"We'll Live Alone and DO as
We Damn Please"
Thus
ERNEST TO HIS BESSKINS
Sang His Glees. the While lie
Penned Her Verses
Such as These.

HARTFORD. Conn. June 15.-f'rederick
Ernest Holman OF watervile. Me-, though
an expert accountant, was almost as in
tense in his love letters as was his wife,
Mrs. Elizabeth Alden Curtis Holman.
whose suit against the Rev. Cranston
Brenton, her former husband, and two
physicians, for alleged abduction. is being
tried here.
His letters to his present wife, when
she was Mrs. Brenton, were read In court
to-day. They were written to the then
Mrs Brenton prior to the time OF her
being sent to an insane asylum in Brattle-
boro, VT Here Is an example Of one OF
his letters:
20 child. child OF mine. The boy sat
in the Pullman smoker to-day. speeding
from Maine to New York. thinking. al
ways thinking of thee. o dear. dear Bess.
o mine. feel that the big. big power
project will soon be a reality and then.
Bessltins, the boy will be free from the
nerve wracking details OF expert account
ancy. And all the way. babe dear, the
wheels talked. They said, Worcester,
Worcester. Worcester and then they
sang. Springfield. Springfield But loud
est they said. Hartford, Hartford, Hart
ford And finally they said nothing but
only Hartford all the time. They never
said New Haven
"And. wonder woman. don't you think
II didn't take all the boys strength to
turn back to Maine when, dear God,
was so near thee. But, babe, you know
our dear. dear love is as nothing with
10 tatl haa
II Is ethics and not morals. Soon. dear,
l shall be master Of your heart and soul.
as God planned 1t long ago. Your cry
always Is Ernest is it no? dearest,
And my own everlasting cry Is 'Bess.
Bess"
your sixth sense has guided you to a
perfect sweet surrender of yourself. Can
you wait seven years. dear. without let
ters? Can you wait seven years, ever
with letters7 Hasn't II become a question
of how long our strength can waltz oh
Bess, beloved. oh beloved Bess. neither
God, man nor devil can hold us apart Oh
Bess, Bess. I love you, darling. with a
thousand kisses.
"YoUR ERNEsTKISs"
In another letter Holman said: Throw
| back your aristocratic little fead-and let
| me look into your eyes and through them
INTO your SOuI DUES, ptsS' utdT thlit' co
long as your boys eyes have Gods gift
| Of seeing so long shall see you as ! saw
you there in the woods.
"Oh! dearest mistress that you are. how
may ] tell OF this great love of mine
| for you that surges through my heart In
one glad, sweet, perfect song? How may
I tell you (when even the thought of you
| is so pure. so sacred) OF the dearness OF
you as you knelt At my feet and told me
that you loved me.
MY cheek is against your dear. dear
face. and l am whispering to you-listen
| sweet Cod want you so. o
| Blessed Child Dear God
wife Of mine, those deep. deep kisses.
| They are worth all the thirty years of
weariness-worth all the he'll that / have
ever known and dearer far than any
dream of heaven that has ever been
vouchsafed me-
In another letter Holman tells OF going
into the woods with his dog to think of
| "Bess, o mine" There Is a council rock
a mile in the heart OF the woods" he
writes. There your boy goes with the
faithful George and has little hours
| conference in silence with thee" He calls
| George a rattle Drained beast and then
| quotes the poetry as follows:
81 was the stalk. you should have been
the flower. The maple, !. you should have
been the sap. ], great oak, whose
strength should hour by hour have
guarded its leaves against mishap. o
insensate nothing was so great our sin
II may not be effaced with bitter tears,
or Is 1t necessary that you rub 1t In and
keep us guessing for a term OF years.
"I tell thee no. L am captain OF this
ship. And babe and ] will voyage far
over seas: there heart to heart and
crimson lip to lip. we'll live alone and
do as we damn please"
The trial was adjourned until Thurs
day.