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Show ! f0k WnMt Cf MtarnnATC orcw crraHmmor ll f BOIT0K3 WSVEALTOIH CTjrVATE UTTB?A I ' copwtn: Kit -i&a service eve TKLEOH4 If ntOW IYHDPY CIU . , TUN TO JOHX AJOKA pRKtoorr. Cant poeaibly com until last of week. Wlph Italia boa voyage for mo. ... i '' . i n " Lettew fraaa Iowtio aTieoeoM to Her HukHl John Aldon rnwuu. . Arrlvod nor safa and sound thla morn lot, . daar heart, but It naror ovurr?4 ta mo that o muck ax-arlonco ax-arlonco so much aonaatlonal aur prlso could b cram mod Into what I had con aide rod mould bo a qulot , rtda on tho nlg-ht boat from Albany to Now York. Ai you know tha moon now la at Its full and th night was Inaur-paaaabla. Inaur-paaaabla. I found what I thought waa a secluded cornor oa tho dock and sat down to think of you, daar. I had hardly begun to ha happy in Juat thinking of you. Into my mind tb re bad crept a llttl bit of vara; Th thought of yo ' Craop to m when tm sad. And atralght ray tort u rod soul Awakens to ba glad. For thoughts of yon. ' Tha thought of you Steals k m In my dreams, And turns tha night to gold; For mo th whole world eeoma Just thoughts of you. . Th thought of you Hprlngs to m la my bliss, And on my smiling Hps 1 fool your maa;to klea wt thoughts of yoa, Tho thought of yow la with m rorywher. To me Its solac sweet Is answer after prayer, Dear thoughts of you. You- aeo, dear heart, what love does to a woman when It oropa Into her heart aa It has In mine? Again I repeated th stansa about th thought of you stealing to me In my dreams, f half rose to go to my stateroom when boa Id o me I hoard a vole In agony saying. "Don't stop ma. I don't want to liva." Ttmrriw i Tho lotto oontnlwod H ooj mt atone" of nroo.wtnod mrm. |