It is seldom I give vent to my feelings, but to-night I am overwhelmed with recollections of the past.

Oh! now, for the first time, I realize that Mary has indeed gone forever.

Mary! Mary! my heart aches already for you, and your warm unchanging love! Oh! how can I look forward to the long coming years, and feel that I shall never see her again ?" "Florence, my own Florence, I would not have you repress a single tear.

I know how sadly altered all things are, and what a dreary look your home must bear.

All I ask is, that when you feel lonely and unhappy, instead of hiding your grief, come to me, lay your weary head upon my shoulder, and I will strive to cheer you my precious wife! Let nothing induce you to keep aught from me--let perfect confidence reign between us: and do not, for a moment, doubt that I wish you other than you are.