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and fetter me, I might have had no end.
I have got the letter, Susie, dear little bud - and all - and the
tears came again, that alone in this big world, I am not
quite alone. Such tears are showers friend, thro' which
when smiles appear, the angels call them rainbows, and
mimic them in Heaven.
And now in four weeks more - you are mine, all mine,
except I lend you a little occasionally to Hattie and Mattie,
if they promise not to lose you, and to bring you back very
soon. I shall not count the days. I shall not fill my cups with
this expected happiness, for perhaps if I do, the angels,
being thirsty, will drink them up - I shall only hope, my
Susie, and that tremblingly, for hav'nt barques the fullest,
stranded upon the shore?
God is good, Susie, I trust he will save you, I pray that in
his good time we once more meet each other, but if this
life holds not another meeting for us, remember also, Susie,
that it has no parting more, wherever that hour finds us, for
which we have hoped so long, we shall not be separated,
neither death, nor the grave can part us, so that we only
love! Your Emilie -
[Marginalia on fourth page:]
Vinnie sends much love, and Mother; and might I be so
Vinnie sends much love, and Mother; and might I be so
bold as to enclose a remembrance?
