I can endure no more.

If this should be the last letter you ever get from me, think of me tenderly, and forgive me.

Without her, life would be a howling wilderness, a long tribulation.

She is my affinity; the one love of my life, of my youth, of my manhood; my sunshine; my God-given blossom.
"'They never loved who dreamed that they loved once, And who saith, 'I loved once' ?-- Not angels, whose deep eyes look down through realms of light!' "Your disconsolate brother, on what is, in all probability, the last and distracted night of his life.
"Gregory Nazianzen Rose.
"P.S .-- Tell mother to take care of my pearl studs.

I left them in the wash-hand-stand drawer.