 Home
Contact |
|||||||||||||
|
|||||||||||||
|
|
|||||||||||||
How to Write Love Letters : LETTER XVII. To One's Intended, on her Birthday.by Madame le Fontaine (Carleton B. Case, ed)
Return to "How to Write Love Letters" Index LETTER XVII. To One's Intended, on her Birthday.LETTER XVII. To One's Intended, on her Birthday.New York, February 15, 1914. How sad it is that I am hindered from being with you on this dearest of all days of the year -- the day that gave my Julia to the light, and that laid the foundation of the greatest happiness of my life! Words cannot express the deep gratitude that I feel to that Power which, in granting you life, has at the same time, year after year, ripened those graces of the soul as well as developed the outward perfections of the body. As I see you, the companion of my childish pains and pleasures, expanding into the woman who is to share both with me throughout my future lot, I feel almost surprised as to how I have deserved such happiness, and gratitude beyond expression to the kind parents who have encouraged and approved our affection. Accept, dearest, the enclosed portrait. I feel that its original is too deeply stamped on your heart to require any effigy to remind you of him. It is, however, the most appropriate present I could offer to the cause of my happiness on this brightest of all days. God grant that every succeeding year may see you increase in all that is charming in body and mind, and believe me, Dearest Julia, Your soon-to-be husband, Jack. |
|||||||||||||
| |||||||||||||
