Love letters of the bachelor poet, James Whitcomb Riley to Miss Elizabeth Kahle, now first printed from the originals with numerous facsimiles . ome con-tending forces, so half in despair at last, anddesperate, I determine to say something toyou this emptiest of all days — Sunday. I have been speaking almost every nightfor weeks and weeks — am very tired of itall, I assure you. I have not been meetingwith the best success either, in a financialpoint of view, but still I am not falling behindm any way, and therefore have no reason tofind fault or be discouraged. One goodthing is, I have visited
Love letters of the bachelor poet, James Whitcomb Riley to Miss Elizabeth Kahle, now first printed from the originals with numerous facsimiles . ome con-tending forces, so half in despair at last, anddesperate, I determine to say something toyou this emptiest of all days — Sunday. I have been speaking almost every nightfor weeks and weeks — am very tired of itall, I assure you. I have not been meetingwith the best success either, in a financialpoint of view, but still I am not falling behindm any way, and therefore have no reason tofind fault or be discouraged. One goodthing is, I have visited no point yet, in thecapacity of reader, without pleasing thosewho have heard me, and being recalled thesecond time at least. So you see I am at [102] (1 ^ ~ ^-y Illy (^ 7> / ^> L-^a(.A^.^ j ,,^((_,. (^.^^,, ,-t^:-Ck_ ?-?! / / \j __ , . ^ 11-^;^^ G.^...,«^ ^ L<AX,., ,^^<; ^4 -^^^Z ^-^ Cl^.zAoJ^. J - J I, Ei ^?^?<^^-L / ^^ n. Gvv^^/v u* «J^i^. ^y c, ^-\^ ^?^.- A--^ o,^ J li / --/? —^. r — ^ \ J ^ ^ ^ y ^ , -A ;<...»- -fee It/ i ^ , / ?-Cj ^-T/ ?.. i / ^ . J 3d-, ^^V , ^^. ^ ? / -7*-/ -^ - c<.^_ --^ ? -tJ: U A.^^. ^ctr ^, V / r^i / .A,.^, ->-r«,£. M /? ^. Xc ( /fe^,;it ^ h-^f OJ^. ^^t i^^^ rt t:-,.^,.^ ^\^ I i I I ?.Oi c r V t^i ^--^; ..^..i . f*-: ?- > .-?----r/-;;*-*,^^ least advancing my reputation, and that ofcourse is money in my pocket, as the oldphrase goes. I cannot tell you how often I think of you,or with what kindly feeling. I shall neverforget you, and you must never hurt me bythinking me capable of forgetting. Youknow in your last letter you almost questionthe strength of my fidelity — as though Icould be won away from your regard byany force of fate or circumstance! I wantyou always to know that I am your friend,and that, although I am forever to be deniedthe warm clasp of your hand, or listen tothe spoken assurance of your este
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