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Show ' Ho used to visit her regularly, sometimes some-times as often as four times a day, and wrote to her the most endearing letters let-ters wherein he called her his little Lyd, and in the moat enchanting way described his affection for her and his facility at cutting legs off. He was a surgeon, true to the bone, and she a dressmaker, reliable in every ev-ery seam, gustjett and band. Once ho was down in London and wrote, as near as I ccn remember the text : "Dear Lyd, I have had very liltlo time to spare since I saw you last, and I hope your little pulso has not been1 at work again. I hope you do not get tipsy with sal volatile. Absence makes the hnart grow fonder; it does mine, and I've just had the retticst leg to cut oil', and though there is great drmand lor my scalpel in the amputating lino, who will soon have tho opportunity of putting your arm around my neck and giving me a long, long kiss. Believe me to remain, with best love and kisses, yours affectionately." affec-tionately." Tnis was a sample of the ' surgeon's ardor; but alas 1 the Bad- dest of love is love grown coid. He 1 went to Paris, and his mother got talking to him about marrying that 1 paltry dressmaker ; he came home , and when reproached hy Lydia for t his estrangement, said he had agreed 1 to marry a girl who had $5,000; he did not leve her ; ho wanted her money only, but Lydia might still be 1 tho same as his wife to him; though 1 he should be married to auotlwr. 1 Lydia swore he might saw her leg - oil, but she'd be number one or no- - body, bhe brought suit for breach of promise and 50 damages. |