Show I I All INTIMATE OTO OF OT IN L TP n r-n r REPEALED I tn ALDEN ALDIN PRESCOTT TO LESLIE HAMILTON You Tou will notice that I have written written writ writ- ten I no salutation at the beginning of ot this letter Leslie LegUe darling It is not because I want to be bo unconventional sweetheart but be because because be- be cause I hao have havo found no endearing word woid In our language that adequately adequately adequately ade ade- embodies what you areto are arc to me mc When I put you ou on the train this noon noon after after three weeks of ot such thrilling happiness as I did not think could come to anyone on I rny my earth my heart became leaden I at the thought that I would not I Isec sec see you for at least a month and anti my only comfort was that at the end of ot that time I would go to you you- to to bring you back to be with me alwa sAtter s After Atter leaving you ou I came back to the office and plunged into work Ho Honestly Leslie dear I wanted to I forget forget you It you it hurt me roe so wh when n I remembered and re realized that when I Inight night came you would be hundreds I of ot miles away awny from meI me I After Atter an hour ot of loneliness so poignant that the discomfort was almost physical I gave it up as a abad abad bad Job rushed out gut of ot the office got Into the roadster that roadster that roadster which has been blessed with your our dear presence presence and and ate up the miles for hours Oh my girl my mv girl how am I I going to get through the next weary days clays and we weeks weeks and and ls-and and perhaps perhaps peri per per- i haps months You know that I 1 II think it Is foolishness that we must I have havo a trousseau It if because of ot them we will lose out of ot our lives all this eternity of ot companionship I and love And to think that three weeks I Iago ago ako m my darling I did not know khoW there was such uch a girl as you in I all the world It H doesn't seem possible that I could have lived al al these years ears without in some someway someway way way finding you before this I rail at at Fate for lor Keeping you so long iong from tram me At this moment my fingers ingers are tingling tinkling with the desire desire to touch that little curl behind your ear You will never dear heart how much will power it took Inthe in inthe inthe the long long time before I told you that I loved you to keep from kissing that curl of ot red gold hair I noticed it the moment I met you Its invitation was the most alluring thing tiling I have ever known It threw the transparent wh whiteness of ot your skin Into high relief It made me think of ot alabaster warmed by a hidden human flame Strange Isn't it It that such a little thing as a lock of ot red gold goldhair goldhair goldhair hair will change the whole destiny of ot a man I r remember that for days after meeting you 1 1 I could fairly feel the electric thrill of ot that lock of ot hair caressingly entwining Itself about Ip my fingers S The days passed only ony too q quickly when I was with you ou and Time cra crawled on leaden feet teet when you ou front from were away me One moment I asked myself why a girl like you should care for tor a aman aman aman I man like me me and I grew cold with fear that you ou would not love me and then I said to myself A love like Ilke mine must bring something in I return I knew that you were the theone theone theone one girl In all the world for me me- me all other women that I had known seemed but shadows flitting across a dim screen of ot half halt remembrance This letter dear one will probably probably probably ably seem to you the ravings of ot a amad amad amad mad man I am d dearest arest mad with love for tor you And as I write to you ou I know that you I and I were meant for tor each other from the beginning of ot time and if it 1 I had not won you now m my mr spirit would have gone through other countless eons eons seeking you I For it was written In the Book of ot Fate that some day day and and thank God that some day Is to be soon soon soon- you and I would be one Dear heart I hope at this moment moment mo mo- ment meat you are thinking of ot me as I Iam Iam Iam am thinking of Qt you you you-I I hope that you ou wish that my lips were softly pressing that little c curl rI just back backof of your ear Darling in all the universe there are only two people people- a and acid d thou though h I parted you are still close close in inthe Inthe in inthe the heart of ot- ot c. c Your lover always I S S TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW- A lett letter r from from Les- Les Jie Hamilton to John Alden Pres Pres- t- t cott S The Th Authors Author's For Foreword word rd I IT HAS be beta been n skid said many times that no one writes letters nowadays but If It one should gather together all the letters that are aro passed I between friends and neighbors and relatives one ono could easily piece call life out the tho story of ot tho the tangle we For many I have havo saved the notes and letters from my I friends simply because I wanted to carry out this theor theory The ensuing serial seria has not all nil of ot It come to mo me In tho the shape of ot letters as as the tho reader will see But when my friends found that I I Intended t to write a story of ot this kind about a little group of ot people they began to look among their human documents and I was deluged with notes and other ther data Just as when a biography Is written friends and acquaintances come to the re rescue cue of ot the biographer with memoranda It is a Strange thing how the lives of people are aro bound together and yet withal each person is absolutely solitary In this most story story most of ot which is true true true-ot of a group of ot people that I have known all my life UfE the reader will find If It he follows closely the human qualities of ot everyone Including himself My Iy characters characters' are average people some rich some poor none imone of ot them very good and lof them thoroughly bad bady My y only that those who read this story told by these letters telegrams telegrams' ri and d other data will be as Interested In It as as' I Iwas Iwas Iwas was in writing It It goes S without saying that in an intimate story of ot this kind where many a rE reader will recognize himself or tr r herself tho author may not sign her name THE AUTHOR |