New Britain herald., 1928-09-05
By IDAH McGLONE GIBSON

the flower, itself, mas fade0.
II received this package this
morning. with a letter telling me
this and then l knew why you sug-
gested this exquisite white flower to
me.
ut could not be your purple-blue
eyes, for then l would have thought
Of English blue violets instead Of
white.
when I received the letter from
the perfume chemist this morning.
knew that it was your purity and
unattainableness that you suggested
to me that made me think of the
wonderful bank covered with white
stars, in a shady spot in my moth
er's old-fashioned garden, where !
always went at twilight to pick the
tender flower OF which she was so
fond.
Dearest, I had just intended to
write you this explanation, and to
tell you that the perfume is yours.
1t was made for you and will never
be used by anyone else. However.
cannot close this letter without tell
ing you the momentous thing that
has happended since I saw you.
my father, bless his heart, has
been here to see me again, and he
spoke Of you with such great ad-
miration and affection, that ! want
ed to fall on my knees before him
and say that l would never hurt his
dignity again. And then I thought.
l cannot say that, for il Lynda con-
sents, will take her openly. and
thereby will ensue another story
about me that will make all the
others that have graced the front
pages Of the newspapers seem like
bed time stories for children.
Dad says-oh, what Is the use Of
writing what he says. as much as
/ love and revere him? This is be-
tween you and me. Lynda.
II am glad that in all our CONVEX
sations, you never intimated that
should you feel that you care
enough for me to make me very
happy, you had some doubts that
my love-that any mans love
would last.
'If you had. my darling, ! would
have probably told you that I would
love you forever and a day. Now
that am writing to you, I am going
to have the courage to tell you that
do not know how long 1t will last.
I hope 1t will be forever, dear heart.
for never before In all my life have
known such JOY as ] have In loving
you, and II that love should be taken
away from me, I would indeed be
the lost and forsaken soul that the
reformera have called me.
ut seems almost sacrilegious to
profane this love and refer to the
mercenary side of 1t, but Lynda, II
will be my great pleasure to make
your days In the future free from
the slightest care. Then. II anything
happens to me. alive or dead, you
will have everything that money can
give.
dad wants me to go out OF town
for a while. He says that he would
like to keep you in the office. and
that he thinks a year In Europe
would be good for me.
II thought it foolish to tell him
that / would only 80 to Europe
with you.
II am going to California for lit
tie while until you decide what you
are going to do with our lives. ] say
our lives for my life as we'll al
yours, is within your keeping.
Wear my white violets on your
whittier breast tonight, all through
YOUR sleep. Their fragrance viii
speak to you Of my love for you.
RALPH"
CHAPTER LVI
LYNDA HEARS BAD NEWS
A she read that letter over thu
second time, Lynda Fenton wonder
ed II any other real man had evel
| u.ritteu n letter like II to a real Gtrl