Show LETTERS such a little thing a letter yet so much it may contain written thoughts and mute expressions full of pleasure fraught with plain when our hearts are sad at parting come a gleam of comfort bright in the promise given we will not forget to write plans and doings of the absent scraps of news we like to hear all remind us een though distant kind remembrance keeps us near yet sometimes a single letter turns the sunshine sun into shade chills our efforts clouds our prospects baights blights our hopes and makes them fade messengers of joy or sorrow life or death success despair bearers of affections wishes greeting kind or loving prayer prayer or greeting pre eting were we present would be felt but half unsaid we can write because our letters not our faces will be read who has not some treasured letters fragments choice of others lives belics some of friends departed friends whose memory still survives touched bv neither time nor distance will their words unspoken last voiceless whispers of the present silent echoes of the past |