Chicago Daily Tribune Newspaper, August 13, 1874, Page 9

THE CHICAGO DAY wo brushod nway ol oloudh ot that storm-dis< “peliing night, I trust thoy have gono foravor, Cortainly, I have evor .ainco boen o choery; good-héarted, liopeful, and bright man, . Homo- tlines you show yourself to mo an 8o large, fene orous, strong, sud dovolit u charactor, that 1 am uplifted for n month by tha vory contagion of it. - THE TILTON LETTERS. (Continued from the Fonrth Page) * wintor. I Liavo not herstofore monlioned the 5 =l S e e B S s ) misorablo, If T wora ont.of dobt, nnd had Thoro’ 18 80 ‘much mtnshine pouring into my | My oyes ate rad and full of pain. Ihiave beon | tyo i mopnoy it my pockot, I would lgrlvmul}f aond liof | ltlo offlea ot this moment that X think X nover | maying,. “Littlo Paul,como nmmnlp your fathor.” | hin fi:;"m?fi|fif.§°::::1°n‘““|§\3§im‘:h% hnlv: npnn‘: »obogk) for 81,000 . No fromian's mhfn’r}nnnd’ Kknow o brightor day i my lifo: and Thope that [ My life scoms utiorly wrotelied and unworthy. | tanking ofl, and have “q'vey bccugxe( ?:'\”x:' ‘;,n 6var moro complotoly took hold of my hoart, 56mo of thd light witd warmth will steal into and | Leannot boar to fook {n upon myeolf. I wrote | of his Country,: 0 Tathey ** 1 mora than over,” you say, fool tho monns | yémaln within iy cold aud oruoel hoart, to you sbout aur falluro to live within onr moeans ; ... Glve my lova to the childven, and nowe of tho othor Iife.” 80 do . Diring my | "1t is.tho gronlost ronrot of any lite tias T do | buk thls shorteomaing . nothing fo whot T fool s | it T wiall tako . ancly. ompostentiy to om) yonra giott ‘rlohot 8 wh frow blder ! Not yot conquerora of ourselves, we are, noverthioloss; nenror tho vicbory now than. thens : I would not oxchnugo the prosont for tho past! With what solf-complaconcy I lookéd upon my lita {n those « groon and ealad days ¥ 1 How strong I thought migaolf Yor the battle! Tho rovolations of, lator Into sojournings, I linvo had this foollng fro: | not soom conatitutod eo an to mako you ns Lappy | My80ll of moral truthlessuess. It sooms to mo | ¢ . - subJoc toyoutaelf, pacly becaay X oovor 0% | yocaaubiio» manfa prido_by toschiog i i | 1 T ad coma awey from homo n low, waten | iondly "oty - * "1 ZUU | gyouidosneva to b bt T vy o bont o . | A IE X woro n apiliual caatniag. T ough notto | hance b ok pas oy Lonrek Ful, my only suspootod "that - you woro ontortainliig slmllor | wonkness. At this rotrospeotive momont, in | of & bigh, state of mind, thin night would not | Cold winds ro_rattllng agalnst tho train ok, | antiongcmd the Worst of mucedns. troubl you with theso diaclosuraay but, if 00 | looturo aud my bod-limos sal oteeoed 23 thoughts, and partly bocauso I liave nob.yot beon | this eharmod chambor; 1 ‘4m humblo, #ad, and | have' found mo Bo surrountled ta T am with ' y y bod-tiinos; and oftontimes the 3 this momont, nidklivg o ahivor ‘at tho thought | The catisq of 8o mitoh of wmy troublo 8k I 1ot utter thor to sov, they must go unuttored. | o : Bl to oo ks wgueltalon of tio whole | oilm _Lito Io bobor,ds I nowlock upon s | somelling brigbtar than tho day ftsolr, 1 am | of wanioriig aloup o ‘tiosa. blek thcrs. T6'| 16 don e O At i | Kot o confomslons sacm. 5o thatocts (het oot | oot o, phonl pray avon. this Httle-bib of mattor.” 1 donot know in what 1rathe of batli 1a nont, as X now think of it, Hoeaven is | lonogomo, bul not sad; I yoarn for you, and yob | oarllor years, I somotimos though.of geing Lnttarly I worry more or loss ooncorning ovary | 8ro inn perpétual troublo, Ali! the morningof | N, remembrany 'e '1 lq ki a 1 sball'fid Alr. Bowen oo my roturn. avoot, a8 1 now walt for it I have not mado | am ohoorful I think of you longingly, and yot ¥ act La Hoplia, ud to the othor down-tintg tonth asof & travélor vonturing nlono | matter whish I toseh. I hnve hardly ton min- | 1ifo is rosy, Lut tho noon is sometimes leadon and through & barran wasto ob & wild niglit. But, | iites o dny of unlhtorrupted freodom from care, | BT8Y. % {u Into yoora, .all my thoughta of. doath have | This moy soom an oxnggoratod statoment; but | I meko agreat many ro-hoginnings, but do WrrprEUnL iNg tako n moro summor-liko aud rosy hue.. AndI | it is tun paintul teuth, 1 fool na if 1 wore grow- | 110f gob along far before I loso tho hittle that I " BeneurieLp, don, 16 1870, cou truly eoy that thoso Vonds which ohiofly | ing old boforo my timo. Lights that usad to | avo galnod. You el for “glimpsos In my [ My Dean Wiek: A florco rain s falling, and unito mo toihis world aro.tho samo whish, I | burs within mo Lave beon quonchod, Hopes | Meart.”. It fs a dmk place tolook into. God | tho window-panes aro poltod with it. Mym:‘],uum Before & loft, he promisod mo an interost in the pupor a8 Boon s to could agreo ua to torma; ‘ that "Ib, ‘dftet my lectures woro over, ud wo Zeonld slt dosn ,anil talk ot tho matter o ihe fuil, - The mors I think of tho futuro, kho loss I am inclinod to ontor into o businoss-parinorshin the bost, or ovon a' good, uso of my last ton yoors, 1bavoless faith in my moral intogrity now thaii ok any fotmor poriod of my lite, Itls hard to lve woll. Novortholoss, my doar pet, wo will iry agaln to reslize more porfoctly our idoats, May Goa bloss us both, now aud ovor mombors of ““my house and heart.” Lovingly am content to b writing to you, out of sight yours, TaroD . s oDoRE, "and far away, It is & mon's Bpirit that oft hor snvos or destroys Tho broken-epliitedinoss which for mouthe past 1 sufforod would goon have left on me an fnef- facenblo work. My very faco, howover, hna so ; trugh, will bind mo oqually lu the otber ; I menn Y i - | balj ur sorrowful and groaning husb ! with him, Hlols wiaan of fne quelitiod. Ishsll | Amonl Yours, . TneovonE. | changed that tho Dayton Journal soya: Mr. | my Lioart's affoctlons. You and tho ohl{dron are :::‘!ndud, "-‘f‘“?“"" el 8 o oot o il meru):;rncu;:nzuly, B ’i\%m‘::x!u::.m ?:nl.:; ..n:«;wr?‘;,:]:x,: ?;‘mlfd ondn ’1}5}‘ dds? ne. ' gpedk woll b2 hm sgbinst all his dotractors. “He L1 veur qinTe Like A opib," Titton fs_an unusually-lundsomo man," “Thnt | wint 1 livo for on oarth. Bhall 1 not livo for ! 15 tho Lagouda Valloy. Tha AsIcannotboar to mes any expression of MLIFTED TO A munz{y:ox.::{fifn“ oy Mg Y unEaT :\xpms!;ll nud commandivg situation gives mo all aln, oF EOYrOW, OF rogrot, on your fags, 1 gan- AGOXY, ho volcos of tho nlorm, Hoavon's grout or, qu_ "bring mysolf to 552'“%‘ Yoyou familatly on Fugin Wipsiiuis, Acnox, O Jabu 101000, | blows o-night, D any subjoct connocted with any of our sorrows, | % B i Ll Gdd 3oy “md",‘ mulrn Lyonent my ezy of “No lottora." One lotber, “not ovon of Paul, our obiof. 1 am litorally | before going “]’ bed—T moan, add them to tho | indeed, T did recolvo nnk ovoning, bnt it waa tha tornientel nt having no genve for his crambling Iottor which I have written Lo you to-day.. one you had sond to ‘Lidiouto » wook bofore, .§ oiny. - Evory nllusion to tho mubjoot ns baon 4 | | ALY Wholo framo scomod woak chis ovening on | Lanvo racoived nonie direet frombome, Tt was bo- poug Vicongh fay oars: ; tho platform. DIy oyos woro vory soro, and kept | eauso I worried mysolf with thinfdng that somo- uovortholass, at this vory hour, full: of & awaot | oy, 1o, all my roliglons doubts aud aini. | #Nging rouud tho odges, DutIswas inavory | iling was wrong Uhat T sent you tho tologram ponog, which mooks tho riot of my fallow-travel= | o 109 hinve beow, and aro, snd I foar must be, | COIM mood. Ay mpivit was ab gent, Tho | from Columbus. The anewor fo that tolegram ors withinand mooks tho howling of tho atorm |y ‘witbin myaoif, becnuno T cannob opon my | G190 ngony of thin aftornoon hnw Hfted mo | oama promptly; I recolved it on tho snmo day withott. 'Tho flosh is ofton, and gondrally, mas: | yonth 1o you concorninz them, withont giving | (0 & bigher lovel. For a fow minutes | that X sout the dispatel, 4 tor of tho woul; but tho soul Las hor houra of yon s wodnd, Yon. ayo tho finoxt-bred sout | L Bovor sullered moaro iu all my lifo than whon | I am writing theso lined from tho most voxae victory ovor all that io floshly, earthly, and mot- | yint gyor was put info @ body ;.3on_jar a my | 1Y bonrt (bis nftoruoou wout to ploces onco | tious af lnketauds,—n llttle, ngod glass botti, tal. You had - such an heur last Bunday | youcl, wnd I ais apt to boush too rudoly. ngitin ovor Paul’s fuy, and doalh, and prosonco | with an obb-tido of muddy fnk ot tha bottom of morning; I am having such sn hour on this | A4 for my own chirnotor, 1 sai, nt tho time or | I WY yoom. I now fool perfectly tranquil. | i ¥ wanted to writo you o long and gossipy Batirday night. Panls doath, whok it ws to bo o mmn, aud how | You sre probably fast asloop ab this hour. Iecau | lingo. But horo, in n rich maw's Louso, T have You write, **Toll mo conlinunlly of your 100; | fac sost of it T wn mysoll; aud 1 luve over | A1MORt poop into your bod-roomn,—[ seo the pic- | Lurdly ik enough to nlgn my name. Hom.: T nood the oncouragoniont.” Am I ovor tirod of | giuge boon utterly overwholmed with my own | H0F0 0 vividly boforamo, | I wivo you my bews- | whon straugers (partioularly 1t thoy bo litarary tolling it? Do I uob thiuk.'of 1t all tho dav | yorthlensuons, sol0shmass, dogvndation, aud wiol | 118 Now, I wonder if it bo wortls augthiug ? | wmon) mnto o visit to owr Louro, provido thom long? Do I not keop humming it to mydolf, | qdnoss, At som ' thme L axpeet to recover from | Nob much. It s the prayor of the righloons, and | with good iulk, if even you havo to giv thom & like o swaob soug? It I donot sufllciontly in | gy sloigh of despond; but nos siow. 1 must | 20 of tho wickod, that avails with God. Dbad brenkfagt, " Liaa'enough Intierént nobléncss to oXouse mavy : and grlevous foults. , But, 3¢ I woro in » bust- * nogs-parnerslip with him, I shonld thon becomo - teaponelble for his very poouliar and distasteful * indthodaot advertislng businoss, Mysonsibllitios “ \would bé constantly palnod, At léast, ko I foar. : Phebiagn, howavar, bl prospoct of such a part- - hotaliip will bo destroyod on my rolura by Lis « otwny disinclitation. Iu tliat case, the question {8 algcady, agtilod for mé, ¢ : 1f, howover, ho shall agaln proposo to mako < ma a partnti, tho Fubjoot will not requiro n hnaty L. declalon, and you and I ¢an make up our minda . aftor mutual consultation ahd good advico. At * present, it acoma {0 mé that, if, Mr. Bowon - should bo willing that I should edit’tho. Znde « prendent without cumboring myeolf with the do- tails of tho offico,—aditing it aa Auring tho past ¢ Wintor,—leaving in6 frod to come and, go nd I . ¢hooso, aud holdlng mo rosponeidle otly for my |. . owa aditorisl columus; if bo should cordlally . ncoodo to such an ongagometit, then (for tho ON'THE CAns, uT, OLEVELAND AnD COLUMDUS, o.,} WEDRESDAY, Jan, 0, 1808, | My Doan WirEd . . . Ibavo liad moro happiness this morning than at any tine sinco . my-depnrturo from homo..: At last my spiritis ap peaco, sud I am roconollod to my winter's work. 2fany plonsant thoughts hiavo stolon, ke sunhasms, Into’ my musingd this aftornoon,— thouglits of my homo, of my ywifo and childron, of Paul, and of alt tho groat heveafror. 1 lhnvo beon murmuring hynins ih & low voico, and mak= Jlng lttlo pragers to ‘God. Ifecl quite like n ohild,~pratillig to mysolf aud to my Father in Ioavor. I lavo takién a good deal of comfort in ronding the Now Testament fn Frouck, Then, too, the blossod sunshine is ftsell ‘& Gospol of pence and tranquility, . o ¢ -Tho sut; the sky, the spriug-like afr, all con- .aplte to keep mo humming to tmysalls eet flda bopand the avalling flood, Btand dressed in Hving greon, 5 Wistor or summor, tho oarlh ia novoF 80 bosu- tiful as'whon it suggests Hodven.i- . editor didn't kugw who it was that gave me my now ook, It wns iho mother of Iauls - You did not paok my trunk half so full of clothes as you packed my hoart full of good Lomo and cheor. In fact, for the **spirit of hoavincss” you gave mo “'the garmont of praise.” So, from my boant{ful chambor, from my wood-firo, from my book-Indou {gblo, from iny falr-papesod walls, my hoart sonds you salutation to-vight . -. **Come and abide with mo forover.” Yourn falthfully, - ) ‘Tizonons, ) A HONE-RURNE. * Lancowx, 11, Feb, 13, 1860, My Bwerr Wirs: . . . Pohéo bé with you nill Tho Jite, trifiing Taots montioned in the obitldren’s notes woro onough o’ bring sll the ‘homo-seoncs—dolls, baby-rags, and alt—visibly tomy mind, I could soo Cad sitling with his Grandmb, in ignorancs of the Noal's Ark nwait- ing biw at bomo: Alieo ‘playiig pranks with Ht- tlo Miss B, drossod a8 o man ; Florenes, With hor sodnto hoad, mbditating on hor now knifo; you still maro for;you in Iloaveu ?. o both the worlds keop drawlng us closer -and closor to convérging point,—tha hoart’s ponco, Wo linys it hora already, in part 3 but, by aud by, wo shall havo it in porpotual fullnoss, Tu this.eaboono, surrounded by s nalsy, riot~ ous, song-singlng compauy of rade wion, L am, L A i E words oxpross’ it, it is_ beeauso iL ia not sufi- ’ s ‘Tell the obildron that I have boon thinking of | A Lappy pair, a ton w y {iins bothat loso) T ouid condldor tie duce- | I think you and § aro yobta walk I, Poradisg |20 Pl with i toes bod out to bonemad ot | §olgy S0t IO - B, ORI | oy langor un sufaru Lofor T ooIGS | yyouyvory toudrly to-nlhe, Youri fondl, | avo u the hounbr--both. seunt, mummm oy * Yion of iny Aty settled. together. Thino horo and thors, o <0 [thofto. . . . With Idsses all aroind, I am tito it Aou p into jionce, I have bLeen overthrown, and, be« i oUR0,—~both young, handsome, and, "1 havo had abundant ovidonco this wintar— | - * ; " oo affectionately yours, bt ‘3‘ e it you aro uot | forg 1 riso, L must bo made ta feol, ke Antaus, - . Jurovonz. | jubilaut,~tho light of tho honoymoon ebining in - Siesne sk Gyidonne boarthat $hio tndesents R | Trzopone TrroN. “",';"m:{ } :,\;“":vr l‘t‘:"“if’i;h‘;":';nl ll::::: -::g‘:ur! Abat strength comos from touchlng tha grotud. A T tlm'fl;wla, * youth at the prow and plesura ims N i R R % 9 on . 3 (B e 4 1500 | ot the Y v dnye - ént bt As mdch fnflacbeo’ on publio opinton ba ‘Deznoss, Mich,, Jan, 29, 1868, ONE, BWEET, LIFE-LONG LOVE, told” But tho chiof of all my miscriea fa this: that X " helm.” O the merry, merry deys whon Ny Danuixa: . . . Your last uight's lottor waas full of love, and I drank your tender words 1iko a mino of comfort. By chiel titlo to solf- respoct is, that I hiave won, and kopt, tho wn- , Bustisan fousr, Ciiioauo, Fib, 10, 1868, Ay Berovedp Wike: . . . I geo nowmora than over—I saw last night—how that nobodyon earth conld aver take your placo fn my mind and we wore youngl . . . Icannot pen with this pitiful ink tho love whick wy hoart prompta nio to send; for thero fmpart thom o otbiore, Lol twe say, with the utmost forvor of protostation, that ucither you, uor the childron, nor the houso, nor tho servant, My fiqnnlunx + o+ Altbisinterfores ivith my lottot writing. But X fool a groat disposition to wiite yon very loog aud very loving lottors. * can bo claimed for any other American jourial. Ihavo hoen thanked and biosacd Dby thiousands of goodmen and women this winter, who, a8 At thlo liour, T suppogo, the ‘chicks have gono to bod, frosh and olesp from thoir Baturday night's bath, v i 33 anything that is Within our gates,—tat ona 7 in only one moro drop in the bottle, and that I thoy hayo taken my hand, havo oxpressed their | Ob,'Liow fcobing ie time,.and how vanishing is s 3 X God bloss you, ono and all, A nor.auy y ‘Dlomighod Jovo of tho best ond truest woman A 5 jotele, *Joy- nt~ tho ‘radieal coutso of - the Independent. 1ifa! .Tho days ‘soom to’ havo wings. Life | NoOTt: Perliaps L may esf, without undud self- | /" L T0 %v’m'mnf,\‘,,"n% onafely | alouo,—nor all cublaad,—no, noua Of thesa |G 01 Yav over hnown, Why you should love n:,:,“ kavo fordireeling Lig ouvolopo. Aection. Bat I shall not 1erain its oditor- for the aako of | scoms to bs gilding away: like o awift stream, complaconcy, that I was naver in my ilfa go true { YOU™ T porsons or thivgs, has (he slighlest originaling alely yourd, TironoRE, “ PRECIOUS 'DEYOND ALL FORMER DEARNESS, ‘TnesoNT House, Cixioaao, March 7, 1803, My Danuine: . . . Dayby day, Iscom to o i . mo 8o heartily, so ontirely, and so dovotedly, T B e o s Gog | 100 nolbing fn myoelt Lo deservo. My fst ‘fhoy woro wlso of my own cudurngl But thoy thought on waking this morning was, How fow 10 any oue, 8wz, lifo-long lova a8 I'am noiv. .0 it X could kiss vour dear boad this morning, I would bo'contont'with this life and all its cares, ‘“TIERE I8 LUT ONE HOME," Dis Moinxs, In., Jan, 30, 1670, My DeAn Prr: In Lhis far-awny town, tho oxe * an oditor's consplouous position boforo tho pub- « lto. - T For the futuro, out of - tho most solomn expo- I am Nko an arrow shot cvory day from o now bow. You must bo content with a voly littla of e eapiouio of sk Lbavs | nlt: L love o fevealy 4 enfely. Hioes | 5% S0tk Tusopone, | i somo, voson, ot loring yon batsr th | v o bo aflted upan othore—upon sowanlt | (e WL Ll 0 0l ' | trome tors it of wy vy, X ol my i 3 i 4 iz g * A TONIO TG MY WIOLE BYSTEM." . " and tho childven, It ls this fact that doubles bailes e L ' omesickuess moro thau ever bofore, To-morrow , kopt you jiformed day by day for the pnab: three | ings on yon ln‘lmlJ‘B. y 3 Tn"zubpnn. ‘GraxToN, In., Fob, 20, 1565, former doarnesa: Tho yonrs nay bring sorrows, my aflliction. H am Joved by my evor-loving wifo. morntng I bogiuning slow marel onsbward buk months,~I havo zesolved . to harbor no worldly A ‘*3EMORADLE INTERVIEW. but_ thoy aleo heighten Iovp. Whatever yon Ihopo that my romaining Hfo on iho earth Per: Heigho!: Five of your loitors havoe juat come to mo, all in a bunch ! * Horo'a rich- noss " They Lava put mo into such a morry bumor that my blood ke beon laughing up and down my veins. They made s actual hendfal, —nay, more itan that : a heartfal. + '« . UowIwouldlike to be at home to- day! Orolso, how I ‘would like to seoyou Lere! Tho weathor {s wovm suough for grass 0 grow, birds to butld, and hoasts to love, Yol ask mo if Ilike to sead the roiteration of your But.your kind and toudor words, ponolled in tho studio this morning, wore vory precious to me,—swootor than Lionoy I the honoycomb. I Thore is but ono home. . . . Affectionately writo this lotter on purposo to thank you for yours, ‘Luroponz. i 5 ‘TNEODORE, ‘ " “them. God bless you over mora. Lovingiy youts, |- Y OVERFLOWIRG LOVE. “ " 3 N " pAY " " TRACE AXD 30Y, A8 FROX 7IIE HOLY GII03T. 5 e ilEotoas, 'A DAY'S MATCIT NEARER IO ¥ DrTnorr, Dec, 16, Mioutaan SuuTaeuy RALNGAD, March 10, 1808, | (ol ool e oEon SR BWERT Srhuorru, O.; Mareh 15, 1869, My DeanPer: I am woll,—splondid appe- My Dazuva: . . . This goldon sky, shin- CotEARIGYiL MyDeanPer: . . . Lvery mornlug I eny | g0 —pood sloop o nights,—choorful nud morry- ing abovd theao piniries andgllding their broyn Conustotn, 0., Jun. 11, t8gg, | 1OmIECI A day's march ucarer homo T | yoaited—nover more full of amimal spirts in grasses, a liko tho spirltua) light which wosll { we poe ppr, 0 wodld sou wero | MOVer boforo bavo so longod for Lomoas uOW. | yiymy tif, If you were hiero, I would kiss sou nood to Mumino our dond thoughts. I bavo | o6 Bl S H0s G0t b otr L om impationt for o sight of iy otwn Louso and | on otk chooke, and wo would dancs np and poaco and joy, to-dny, #s fiom tho Holy Ghost, | “*F 50 eyl 4 its famitiar facon. Now tha the timo draws 0 1 sball fecl liko n snilor tossod on the sea until T Moroxaangra Housy, Ptr1euuns, Pa., Jan, 50, 1808, get to my final havon of rost in my own houso. My DaBLING: » .+ . Our momornablo inter- view, on tho svoning beforo I loft homo, lingors with' o lika s _suvsct in the sky; it makes al} my thoughts rosy, and all my feelings puro. I soom, oll of & sudden, to have grown ten yoara youngor in lope, and ten yearsolder in strengtu, ‘The knowledgo of your love, your confidenco, your regpect, your satisfaction in'me,—this is moroe than all the reat of tho world can give, and far moro than I can over deserve, , . . ambition, to scek no place . for the honor which -4t may confor, to grasp at nothing -lower than Heaven itsolf, and to livo my Jifa solely as *un- ; dor tho Great Taskmaster's oyo.” . Moanwhilo, O . 1y aarling! you aro tho bost of, courisolors sud + tho awostost of frionds, God bloss. you ever- ! more. Yours dovoutly, THEODORE, WO INTENTION OF PAISING MBS, TILTON DY T8 RELIGIOUS BPECULATIONS. ON T8 TRAWN, LEAVING BIINNRSOTA,}: . Fob, 28, 1807, writo of your own fond love for your husbani, I reciprocato eagerly and jogfully toward your- self. Bo, lovingly, Good-night! (whother phort or loog) will oxhibit to yon a daliy proof that this beautiful affection in rove orontly returnod. . . . Eror yours, Toeoponz. ' Mr Danur k g E i 3 = ho lang palor, and would colobrato out ..My Dapuo: ... . This cloudy, murky ¢ 2 ", love, Yes, my darling | Brory bird loves to | v Joat g0l shall eroafter I huttger and thirst for your sweob companfon- { 03 0400 nblo to b down (] g [ cel moraiog finds mo 106 tred, too Eleopy,. 80 88Y | e o e cob Evn v , | lcar bis muto sing, Your.lovo for mo, as ox- Tl oF yoncuTutnces aud Jogtotacas Chasorato. | S _Tomescoms novar uo pleasant to mo ao | (I 3 oL UYL iy oy o B8ty th o AL ekl T dnl il uc suything not altogethor matter-of-fact, Imust [ -+ - AN : ' & | prossed 1o your lottors, is my chief joy and ro+ | rore. Your lottora biva becu unconsoious toeyi- | 1100 Lam shub out of It. What wo poeceas ks | ™ I dotorminbd that, on gotting lomo, I aball J wm;J ;;Xurflu;h-n lavel 19 yonrasic nndh {!lm * moution, Lovever, that T'bnd no Infontion of | Tropson Riven TN, Tusrzerier S, Degor,y | 491OWE in this world. It makoslifosoem & bravor | mayy to tho high. oud nodle state of miud fn |10k 80 basslonntaly loved a8 whint wo yearn f05 | 405 groat dont of tima in taking caro of you, | "°°F CPHICTOM 4 AT ROWAS EYOL, YRR FOOH, yaining you by avythivg what: I-sald abouf my 4 ‘Jun, 26, 1868, } thing. to mo. It makes my journoys nothing | whiel you have beon'sluch thio fitst of February. You, and tho chicks, aud tho houss, and al, ste P 'MEODDRE. ! 0 GDLDEN TANLY DAVS." i reading to you, talking with Y My Dintaxo: 1omhoused in tho wléoping- ingto you, talling with you, and pelting Teliglous spoculatious. . I .am not conxcious of but trifics, ond my hnrdships o agatollo, & 5 P o in my thoughts ovory day avd lhour. Qood- | 3 s 5 Nover bofora have you pat. so. much of your e on, . “ Teicking s 2\Zorent relicious slows from' thono | Gar for tio, bogioniug of my Westward jour. | 16 puis vigor ‘intd wmy. stop, aud 37 | upivit fuito ponaud fups Every lotter which sod | IEME o Tuvovons | Yfunger and bults tor youand tho shlidron, | 3t¢ Dawzisas Lo bh v om0 which T brought ‘away with mo ‘last Névombor, ney. . . . ., . - A into my work.- I look rouud -at my fel | yovy gont .has. boon like 8°buoy ‘under me, ** WORNIED AT NOT UEATING FNOM MONE." | gyory dsy aud hour, Giva my lova to them all. | (o midst of theso recolloctions, ¢l gound ot “and which you already,know full woll, " Nor cau |... You-bave hévor secmed ¢o noblo to md as | low-travolors i tho ems, aud my: co-workers | jolping mo to Awim in & bes of troublos. Noth- BrEUBENVILLE, O, Jan, 13, 1609, | gvor yours, ‘utobone, fano iu tho noxt room mules' ma balf-boliov .1 remombor anything which I bavo: eald that |durlig last ovoning abd thig day. 'You aro not | ovéryivhoro, and atk myuclf, ** X woridor if theao | iz hos 80 much’ influphced mo this win | MY DEAR Wirg: Iam bungoring aud thirst- S —— lt‘hméonu e et tb e att s * might bo ooloulsted to mako yon wressy. Dut | oily all, bt mioro thin all, ‘thist auy men cn | Peoplo kuvo as much pring and motlve for wobk | \or o your lolters, Lila tho: Imposition of | {16 to liar from Lowe. 1 iu uow uinc daga BooKLYN, AUz, T, 160, | Senes wgh, are tho 1 & vears sga, ara tho player. . 0 golden aarly days ! Youru ever, Toeoponr TILTON. noegd, or everean desarve,. . . . Binco I have been in the car, Thave .bden wondering if any of my fellowspamengera‘bave left sueh ', beauti- - fal familics ab folubdbebind them, , I thiuk so timds {lint T hiavo tho swootest family that God -aver gavo o o mau. , God grant iat I mey re- f vau know I have ‘always: written in a' fwrry. . Yoursabeolutely, . : TAEODORE." PLANS YO THE FUTORE. i . O 1un Toany Ciucado ,m.vnmezuu.}. : i . Frldoy, dlarch 1, 1847, 'f { My DARWNGt . .: .. ,Ouly three moro lect + tures, 'atid then homo'! -Theprospéct is joyoue. as L now havo?” 'Tho thought of giving you & liomo froo and cloar of debt is m tonic to my whalo systomt. I am somewhat weariod, thin, nnd pale, but nover was go cheering in all my life, hovor 80 Treo ‘from frotfuliiéss, nover #o taankful for my prospernty, and uever a9 happy ing which the only | Liouds, thoy iavo imparted n. strength—a bono- | Buee ILiavo been abseut, duting 5 |* My Dear Poz: . . . Givo mylovo totho diction. T havo fed upon vour loviug words aud | 1i1® Ith Foctived from you was tho Jead-pon- | ghitdren. ow donr thoy all seom ! Although grotvn'stongor in love, -~ A'ruo woman is indoud | G ROte: . . - this houo novor looked prottier than. it doos SNUHOR G A% ABNENOE s s Tlben Zo-day, l day long, Lavo tolt tho pinch and | now,—specially on this cloar, orisp, cool morm= |+ O ey Yonm, Xeb. 19, 1870, I have uo nows to chironiclo, . I keop laoking { PAE O OxP® Pk E e ;| ing,—ytt tho absont voicos aud facos arc dread- | My Dantava: Don't think I bave desoriod forward to tho timo of:wy going homo, Tho | , 1 Will noleay thab am worriod at not honring | gujly missed by itu wifoloss and childlenn muster. | g 4 2 ) 2 altogother, A h turp toyouall-: ! .. s % ini my lovo for wifo and ohildren. This maXes o | gought of bding once Agsin with you ia na swoot, | from home, for 1 supposo tho resson hios boon | 1, Tovingly yours, "tHooRL you et o e Hog T found .My lovo for you’ is unbounded. ‘My plans for | . \pith'ubutterabls love, I am_ yours, **Now, | munof me doybyday.- . = . . o s ity somoTallure of mall-traits, Bub I foct tho dop- fros i PR 2 Last vight, after tho mootivg, I found mysolt el S 1071 Saaunts | St e, T sy gk o LB o ey B s, i x| tho sudden singing of that spripgsbira which Al ETUEREAL IAPPINESS. engaged g0 Jataat tho 8t Dous that, rather than 1 hoard tg-lay. Moy God bring ua once moro bo- | Fivetion greatly. Porhaps yon have not al- - gelhor A omanat o o i oty | 19ved yoar olicrs_ mlclont timo to soac v, | My Danursa: .. - low fong o s303on ‘I'izoponE,’ | thom) shail bo mainly for. our- o . sake -rather |,. . AT TnE OFPICK, Aug. 24,2800, | olk iomo, Istald all night. Wendoll Phillips, round, Faitblully yours, Tugovons, . thn fof mins, Honcoforth I do-uot mean 6 |~ Ressiub Housk, Clevelad, Os Fol DENEFITING MER AND THE CLILbREN s ®| Lot mo hear from yoirus ofton as possible. il T s Maty Groo, Julls Ward Howo, Jamos Rodpath, g X : Kexs 2 3 > A bouds, I . onco again! For Ewo or threo days past, I bava | o, » Jive fomyzolf: My past lifo flly mo with regrot | My, Duantr-Dsuovep Wires o i o T Daconal, 1. Mareh 1, 108, | e S b iT0, 0w e ebOTE: | | Aluo, ank tho childron to sond mo froquently | Lean in » high nnd tragquil frama of . ralasioh ungiasy e orlepmcuesn ooy end ., at my ovormuoh sdlf-socking. quite merry-licarted, Low spiritslisvonotcomo | My Dean Wrrs:: . . . Ihave beon lookitg : ToLrpo, 0., March 15, 1508, |, BOMO £craps of thelr handwritiug, liftod above wrong and untompted o ovil. | e tolew G s Fhe telegraph-offico way shut, or I would hava This winter 1 havo daily given mysclf away to goub you amessago to bo delivered oarly this near mo for & week. Tho faet that I am doing * somebody, and I hnve found therefn tho sweot- at my littlo colleetion of homb-photographa awl gomothing for the entichmoent of my family isa ; My DEsBRYs ., . 1havobeon vore | + » - Lhave boen treated hers with gieat | Whonever Iam in suohnstato, I yosm to bo wishing that T could to-night seo the roal faces. | gp ; ato Listnb. ef nee z ship all day long. A fragment of tlia Soripturcs |-liudnoss, -Bub ol to bo home azaln. Lvor | with yon moro than with auy other porson in est pleasure of my whole lfe. - *It ia morg | rront joy to mo. Ibound up aud down like an | Iow precious you all scom! My henrt grows | jag been nnning throngh my head, a8 if teying | TOUr8 Tiroponk TILTON, tho world, No otic olso satisties my eoul. Dt morniug, i , bleasod to givo than to recolve.", You lonrned | Iudis-rubber ball! big when I think of ono aud anottier of my fam- | ¢ worle itselt ‘fi"m hfib 1y ]m;l:, Tho word: A= . PRAYING, alook)” T ant 5o woldviss, wud forso liork s fimo: wfi);‘:)’;y ‘:“’o:”“ I shall be kome to-night, but the sccrot yoors ago; but J have learned it only fly, Whnt & wifo and what cbildren God hag ' i " v y uot Qood afternvon! Lovingly yours, Tneovone. ‘' T0E OUIEF BULING INFLUENCE OF MY LIFE," # Not 1o nr MNISTERED vN10, but to meNtsTER," 5 ¥ . ananviLLe, O, Jan, 12, 1863, in this ethereal happiucss, that I Liave so speal 1o théy robuko a lifa of elf-dookling, ' aid in- | - My Drzan Per: . . . I vontiuno to take | of it as a novelty, spiro fo & lifo of eolfuncgilloo! Sometimes I | groat comfort inmy Fronch Tostamont, Irend | Commond mo to tho dearchildron. Kisg thom If I am not thero at 12, covsidor that I ehall remain in Now York, latoly, Honeeforth I trust that wo shall be able givenmo! TrulyXam bivssed as fow mon fre, to practico it togothor, To-uight T am grntoful that my Iaboss, travel, 4 ! this aft 1 Oh, 1y darling! No yoarming of sorre, ox- puSTE s Iady ) | aud abstnco il o Lo bonolt sou wnd fho oot | qeuauchan ovorpomoring viow of what i to | 1y, e prog wuch, . . It ouaud 1| ogo audall Yours lovugly, ifusonons e e e o toresil] * probag our lettors, can ibly bo great A0 children, This thong] wwhonovor ful ) i i - | we » X Samest vaise " 5 OF 4 QB o B84 : ?E.Z“mmfi,’m sl lar:!:m); e, fl:nfcnrx: 3y Dias Axasss I droamod of you all last ght, 1y { live tho truo Christinn life that f fesl like for- | wers togother, wa would pray & grest donl TUL MOBT WHETOULD BUMMBR OF 3ty LI¥ I foar I hove tronbled yon by staying away. It takes possession of my inind, turns my daily bur- den into & gossamor. . My wholo hoart s filled with love imperighable, and so I laugh at my trials and wolcomo my carca, Iivor sinco Mra. G~ misfortunos woro made known to mo, Ihave beon seriously auxions to place you out of the reach of hny similar arrow of bitternosu: Ilow that woman's hoart must daily sullor o now sakmig all elso aud’ following Christs following | ** Alord things aro wrought by prayer,” snysKing Batunvay Nianz, UnoosLys, Aug, 28, 1869, i, T monn, ot merely lu, a sohlimental, io- | Arthur, ®{han this world droatn of.™ Thon, you My Duan Wirk: . . . I will confess floctive, and owotiounl way, but iu. deuying my- | remember, he adda, Wheyoforo let thy voice | frankly that I have paesed the most wretched solf. tho things which I am mostly engaged | riso like a fountain for mo night and day,” I | sumwmer of iny life, rud no one lmmrg it but my- ADITING SION AGREEADLE THAN POLITICS, iu scoking, “and in enduring bLerdness as | nced not akk you to pray for your husband. I self j indeer, no ono who Las been with me hns lousk: T:presuxTATIVES, Aprl 3, 1870, n good. follower of Josus Cirlst., The truth | know yow do; and may God nnswer all your | secn o olher than outwardly gay and cheorful. My Sroust: This day s ns goldon as & i§, wo st $ako counicl with oach othier as to | many prayors, and roward all your mauy tosrs | All tho exhibitions which I have nado of mysolf | \oiding-ring, Tho san shiues, tho birds sing, tho best means of avoiding tho siufulness of | offored and shed in my bebalf, . ., Lov- | tomyfrionds bavoe been of unusuel hilarity, mght, and awolte thinking of you this morning. Ifow muoh I want to seoyon! How I yearn aftor you! How my sout blesses you duy by day! I can’ mover describe how procions your love of your husband bas appesred to him during theso fow wooks past. Your singloness, your forvor, your purlty, your devotion,—thoy filt my mind 8o, forgive me, and be assurod that I would rothor bo home thau hore. With a hundred kieses, youra, Tueonone, voutly, unsslflshly, and divinoly; that the ro- maloing years of our Hfe—if, fudeod, years ro- main for us—ehall bo spont as In God's sight, and that, day by day, “ that mind may be in ua * . which was m Josus Chriat our Lord." caven bloss you, my darling! -This is tho daily prayér of your ono truo lover, i < i 5 the crocuses bloom in the Capitol grounds, and Turopon. a‘;‘““""" with rovorence, adoration, snd Lumil dlcntl:: Iimm’hllh:t ll;hmk that ll:cr;‘ccisnlimm boibg too much to oursslves. Of courso this | ingly yours, Tugovons, | This hos been tho uttost shallowncss of super- | 1 gy gick at boart with lmpim: et FOUR IAPDY DAYS, - 4 situation (for which thero scemns hordly to bo o | romark applies to n . ficiality. One thing I have onjoyed ; thak is, my | gi] cour it i n T rogora my last evoning apent with you at | puniclont oxcnso) must irresistiblycnst & shadow wark applies o shonsand times more me HI8 AND IER EXTRAVAGANCE, ¥ i3 joyed Yy slght of your inco for nigh o month. Neither ALLTy Houne, mr&»,mz,} than you. ButItrustI am growing loss aud . AKRON, O,, Jou, 15, 18c9, | work. It hias boen unususlly heavy, and there- | gy, nor birds, nor flowors, can mako any repara- loss solfish, At least eomethivg in wny inwost | My DEan Wivg: Ever siico Inst Qotober I | foro unusually bonoflcont. — But, lenving my | yion for my loss. hoart pecme to tell mogo. Aidme to advance | hiavo beon locturing ovory weok,—somotinies | work aside, all my othor pleasurcs have been | ", T have becomo nlmost a bacholor, My my soul, ‘This ia tho frua uso of woman to man, | ovezy night, aud the procesds bavo been oll | paivd, Fortwo or threo weeks I resolutely | giqy from homo appoars longor than my stay in and of mai to woman,—to inspire e atbior to | ewallowed up Ia my oxtravagantdcbte. Ifthis | ropreesed ull allusions to oy foclings, | yg\est, Tho rcnson of this is, that my days mntual dnd co-cqual progress in tho Chiistlhn | speidthritt tendouoy of miuo in ovor to bo | Whon writing to you, nov wisbing Lo mar your | ayq ovonings sro crowded moro full of busy life. TFor I'iish to wall in tho way in ivhich you | ourbed, it must be by your holpfal eriticism of | vacation. But, as tho limoof your home-coming | jnoiqants. £ lavo loarned wholo volumes of 9 Weduesaay, March Ay Danuiza: . , . 1 think that I bave never hod four bappivr doys in all my lite than tho four which I have just met astdo in my memory,—the fourays of delight at home, after my last four months of absonco and heart-achio. How muoh folicity thore ia in human - life, it homs as tho most memorable point in my whole 1ifos You opened for mo, that night, the gate of Heaven, which had 8o long soomed shut. Tvor since, I havo had nothing but glory, thanksgivivg, and proise. If over o man way mado o now oroature, that man was I,—no moro dospondoncy,—no More Tepining,—no more yain over Ler romombrauces of Lor husband. Mr, G——onco’ told me that ho was worth a mill- ion of dollars! Now his wilo is u boggar! Vhat a world this is for doing and undoltig; — foi’ crowning and disérowning! ‘Lot him that thinketh ha staindolh, tako hoed lest Lo Fall™" + « Lovivgly nod longiugly, Tusoront. ' | aro going. Good-night: Witeovonk, | it =not by a paratlol Iiborality of outlny Ly your- | cauuot Lo vory far off, I open tho flood-gated to- | yypman nature since 1 hove been stayin d ‘“’;y wo N:ll: !hn"l’:gtfi:‘?!;‘ml,;;:‘“::: i) rflsr'nhj,-'l;b :fi":“’“ "(‘) ““'{;l“l’tt‘-—“ moro WORK AN ENEMY TO GLOOM, DEVIEWING IUS LEOTURE-SEASON—A TILOBINAOE | eelf, Inm putling myself dnyil,y to uurmiu’:h fo- | might. X widl, theroforo, say that I iave missed | ey, Moreover, I hisve been fortumate in ‘Wymf A agligh Liprmesling atlo dulke, O s ol Iam Beavy, Wis., Murch 7, 1658, FOu THE TAIBING O¥ $20,000. tiguo a8 buman nataro can onduro, fn order, f | you for tho past wouth witl something of tho | jux how the great enpino of tho Government is D D sio e, Bvis | A A e 11 & Obristian | My Dean Per: It iy a lato bod-time, but I . Asuzanura, O, March 24,3868, | possible, o clear off my abligationsto my orodit- | #amo awfulness aud hoart-break as if 1had lost | worked, like n man who Lns accoss to tho mae _ BiVWhich I eay beoauso it is tho truth. Ever ) among Ohristinos. Now, this transtormation I} grop o line to sny good-night. . My DantaNG: . . . Strotched outonabed, | ops, sud to keop aftorwards abreast with tho | you forover by death, . . . hine-room of s steamsbip, I am thoroughl youra. ¥ Turononz. | owo to yourselt, fo your irrpressiblo loveand | . This aftornoon I wroto you & long, dronry, and 2 L D ghly In s sunsbiny room, thls aftornoon, watohivg | world: Your lotter, n fow daya ago, stating that But I hove Qiscovored, by searching my eoul, | o vinced that my prosont editorial profession is thi Iights and shadows on the wall, I lave boou | you could not live ou your salury, mnado mo | that I love you more thau sny human ought to | gy moro ngroesble than if I woro o Congress- reviowing my lecture-season and its incldents, I | sick at heart; and temporavily I fele Hie | love another, Ihavo scen sumo nolle women | pan or any kind of politician. 8o you must baye loctured sovanty-five timos, and lavo ro- | giving up my journoy and golug homo. To-dny | this summer, whom I admiro, nud whom, in u | quonch your ambition Lo bo tho Hon. Msa. Til- coived §8,908, 'vo more sppointments romain | you sond mo a bill of §63 for Uad’s clothes,—nu | certain way, Ilove, Albiny Jifo I kv known | yo), Yours, with love to chicks, Tizovonz, DAYS IN DARRNESS, Tuzapay, Marck 18, 1807, ‘Osweao, N Y. f - My Dean Wirgt. . . But I canbot thus afford to bolod away captive of gloominess and dovotion, 1o your coasslesa pyayers, and to your ictorious faith. You always have it in your power either to crown or to dofbrono me, You hiavo the chiof disma) lottor, which, when I bad onded it I tore to plecos. I did wot wish to affliot yon with my dcspondont moodla. But I foel now. lato at night, s torry as o lurk nt cavly morning. I L ruling fnfluonco of wy lite, Your words, your | have beon Inugning all fo myself in this sofi- i d fenc bad blood. I must ondoavor more complotoly winhes 2 Q Dbotoie roaching home, aud oue, after that, How | amount which Iregard ns 8o great for a family | someling of thousture nud oxperience of truo 4 UNDIVIDED AND EVER-GROWING LOVE. s P 5, your looks, your thoughts, act on me tary chambor, over tho ludicrous escaps of tho uch I ought to deduct xpensca (of v i) 2 to conquer mysolf in faturo, ‘*Greater is ho like magie. When I sm dolng you any Injury, inntoss from Blr. Darsum's fire! - But il this m ught to doduct for my oxp ( of our resonrces as to bo almout #8 wicked asmy | fricudship, Avns 0, 1570, who ruloth bis own spirit tban he who taketh o aity.* Despondenoy is my lurking cnomy. Tt Ties I wait for mo in my most familiar haunts, And it most often entraps mo under my own toot. Baut I thivk my two or tbrze rocont days in Barkness have been, on the whole, & moral ben- afit, I that they heye rovenlod to my mind its most casily temptablo points, It wan. good for the Pligrim to go into tho Valley of the Shadow of Doatl, ** No chastoning ' for tho, prosent in jovous, but griovous; novertholoss, aftorwarda .. 1t woritoth ow tho Fionceabld fruit of sighteous. : noas," 3 whioh T have kapt au acdowit) T ean bardly 8ay 3 | own outlays for piotuves, In all the three weeks £rom my early yoars I havo loved, and loved | Dawurxa ov My Heanr: This is Sundsy,— perhapy- about $1,000, or moro. I caleulato { o¢ my laut absouce, Ihave hol made, above ox- | you. DBut all tho past experienced of my heart's | day of thonghts of home. I mn slono in wy Lliat obe mord denson like this and tho last (it | poneck, §400, Not one ponuy of all my lecture- | affections buve been oy nothing compored with | raom, wishiug you woro here fo bosr mo com- God slould provids it for mo) will clear my | caruinga for years hag over yet gano into a bank, | the unneual aud volemn scnso which L huvo ind, | pauy. L shall go this uftornoon to spoak to house. I am alwaya carrying my houso on my | Y look upoir our monoy-spondiug tondenclos ns | duving uil the hilarities of this Nowport week, | Honry Highland Gumets gchool, I meant to go mind ; somotimol lightly, sometimos burdon- | oruolly wrong. At this moment I am well-nigh { that the only human being who touches my | to church this moruing, but have boon writing® somely ; somolimen 83 4 lalf-hatehed chicken | broken down fu volco, sud Lunow not Low | highost néturo is yourself, ‘Ihis boing tho cose, | to tha Independent. I havo met good woman carrlos ity sholl round ita hoad, sud somotiwes as | T shall gob through wilh to-night's lecturo, | I am filled with distross to thiuk that £ must | haro, who shows me in her faco exaotly how you Atlaa onrriod the oarth ou his shoulders, Am I .wrong when I say that I can- | keep you uninformod, for the sake of your own | will fook whon you grow old. 8he is tho wife of At tho bogluning, I did not undorstand the | not look with oqpauimity ou . squou- | wanquility, of mauy of my thoughts, . | Semstor G—. .+ + magnitido of the task ivhich I ad undertakon, | dering so much monoy in fino dresscs for tho | I wouldto God Iweros man worthy of your Ishall probubly somain ton or twolva days To start out on n_pilgrimage for tho raising of | childron? My heart euffers a paug n snylng | gooduoss, your solf-louial, and your singlenoss | moro. Con you not mako mo listle visit dur- §20,000 Jooked like nu eaglor thiug than it | this; but I cannot belp seying it. Wo must | of heart. Oceasiouslly, in somo supromo lLour, | jug that time? 'Think twice boforo you fiually proves to bo. aither soll our eetablishment in Brooklyu, orolsoe | I am your fis mate; but, st all olher hours, you | say No, Meanwhile, accopt my undivided and or slight, or hardness, I am mado so miserablo that Tdomot wish to Jive. \When Iam making you Linppy, I walk lke & Princo vowly comd into Lis Kingdom, Your lettors, mince I have been from homo this 1ast time, hinve boen thé dearost you ever ponned. They aro royal in their love, Each one fills me with renewed prido and joy in my wife. O my" darling, In comparison with such love as you ex- pross, how poor {4 tho friendship of all other frionds! Ihnve noverseen any ono who loves a8 yoirdo. You have tho richest of all human hearts, Iam plodgod to you forover. My vowas day had beon go droary with falling rain, and so Ionely in’ this botol of strangors, thatIhnd a shindowing tlmo. until tho ovening brought with it ny looturo, Work i3 an enowy to gloom. Your two lettors, both receivod to-day, were Iike two sprigs of gesanfum sent from tho pots in onr parlor-window. . . . 1 wish I could lift tho latch sud cateh a glimpao of Paul, and Floy, and Alice, and Ced, sud theif mother, just iow, Butno, Iam aloné, Good- night, iy many darlings! Lovingly yoftra, % A . T'neonone, A LOVE-LETTER WITTEN IN A CABOOSH OAH. . Bo, after my overthrow, I riso again well ont i:ll;awumlan:&l;nd! ;:’5,:’:‘::; !‘ml‘ ?“‘l’"‘ holp, Towin Pt Q:Z,‘.'@f’,m.} It s a (hico years' Inbor, avd onch yenr | maungo it on loss oxponsive sealo. I have | aro high abovo mo, Dut, il you Inow tho lu- | evorrowlig lovo, sud luus the cildrou for their of tiie dust, and rebegin tho bastlo of solf= | ¢y 0 con, Bh;nulnge on :mu‘ mfi:;‘"h;:“gfl{;f Mz Dantixat If you wish to see au interest. | 8~ Heavy And oxhauslive tax ou ouc’s | made & vow to buynot another picturo, and not | ward reveronca which L havo borao toward you fothor's sake, ‘I'urovons. onqitoats,—to bo ngatn, T doubt uot, dofeated n 1ng #ighe, look at mo at this tmoment, I ow in strougth, Horotoforo, whon I hoard a wman | anothor unuocossary articls, during the presont | for many days past, ovan while appearing to bo Mr, Liltou's lottern, which end here, wero fol- bath-day. Evor yours, . T'igoponE, * ihongan | dhnes, Well, dusing il the winter I A thio cabookse of & frefgli-cir, writlng on tho bag- | #peak of o ** thousand dollars,” or five thousand | year. It is with sometuing like a shuddor that I | absorbed in the companionship of othor Indies, | lowed, throa months afterward, by his wifo's s s ouo clothod -in King's appavol; and it is O ThE THAIR, Onwronns gniomad's desk, whilo tha trdin is ot it alow | dollais,” tho plraso Lind a light aud airy sound, | look forward to tho prolonged slavery of publio | and purticularly at Nowpost, Lam sure youwould | confession to him of her intlmacy with Mr. xow high $imo, therofore, thiat 1 should, for Fob 10, 160, TeLE 0y 8y o Gliiengo. 11T o doxon mon aro smokiug | But, whonover Tuow Loar of #o much monoy, I'f loctiring evory winter; aud, it tho procoods aro | atmost droad Lo bo bo iteh loved by any human { Deeehor. This confession was mado (according fittlo while, woar beggai’s rags. The soul's lifo Pait bavo it8 needful changes from joy to sor- row. 1 camp homs from tho Wedt respootivg pyself too highly. 3y crown then was snddenly iakou off and cast to thoenrth, Iam now dis- poesoysed of my portion, and wandér like mi psiio banished from wy former complacent solf, But, O happy misfortuno! that curries s rian fivst into inisorablo swretchodness in ordoer that it may thou carry biw, Wké tho Prodigal, back to Ay Goop Axp CovronrtiNa Wirmy , , , I sond kissos for tho denr childeén, and yearnings for their doar mother. My hoast s cagor, greody, sud misocly {u ity dosicos to possoss you alt ouce moro, Evor thlne, ‘Iugopons, # A MUTUAL-ADMIRATION BQCLETY," JaoxsonviLLy, L, Feb, 13, 1603, My Daurixa ; Phough the hoiir {s miduight, T will not allow myself to go to bed tlll I havo left a fow lines to bo matled to you in the morning, about me, and wondering what T am about, Per- Tinps they think Tam sowms advouturous youhg meorolidnt donding to Now York & wuddon order for goode; or o bolated cloigymain caught fn the not of finishiog his sormon; or uatne nowepaper carrespondont {diting Lis dispatehes. Nobody guoasas that T am writlag a love-lettor to the wiveatoat of woniéw and trvoat of wivos, 1 did not lecturo this evoning; (or, althoiigh Ihad o appointment at Hafvard, yot, in conso- instatitly think of the toild shduréd in raising | to be frooly thrown away by both of us, I muy | (aud thercfore fnfirm snd wayward) cresturo { to Mr, ‘Lilton's sworn statowont) on tho 8d of it, Novor boforo, fu all my lifo, Lnve Iboon so | ne woll stop it now. I have suffored for ton | Jike mysolf. July, 1870, Tho lettors, abave glven, it will bo improsused with the roasounbleness of economy { days - past aun agony of remorso at tho I navo wovoral tmes tried to keop myeolf | noticed, cover tho exact poriod: which is mon- a8 during tho last wintor's journoyings, fruitloss oxertions I have made by threo years of { grom wiltmg you vy such leltor as this, bo- | tioned 1n Mrs, Tilton's testimony as having boon 1havo ficroasing rospact for thoso worldly- | spesking,—frnitless becauso thoir Larvost hus [ cause it fs unliko most of my past cowe- [ o period wmarked by ill-troatmont by hor hus- wiso peoplo . \ho use tholf common-siuto fi | boon unprofitably sponb, Judging by all the | pondence. It ja my roquent that no other oge | band, namoly, from 1806 ouward, Tho sbove prootical money-saving and thritly iuvostmonts, | famllies I visit, I know that we are lterally | ehall ovor sco it oxcopt your own. Indeed, | lolters, in dudgo Morris' view, aud in tho viaw Tivory cont of the mauocy with which I am pay- | throwing arway our inheritance, At last I am | nftor this lettor fy In tho mail; T shall probably | of othor peraons, nro o direct and polnt-biank Ing for tny houdo hus cost me a throb of my | oroused; sud I appeal to you to pitt o porompt- | griove to think I wiolo it. Dut, on tha othor | auswor to Mrs, Tilton's tostimony rocoutly pub pulso, and hoart, and brain, In fact, I playfully | ory cheek upon suy and every unnccossary ex- | Linnd, I shall never feol contont untll I havein | forth by Mr, Docelier's counsols 2iu Fathor's House. T'wo of your lottora camo to mo to-day, making | queuca of the storm, I offoted to roloase thé said Lo i lady, & fow eveniogs ago, *Every loc- | poudituro which you ses mo make, Dregs the | aomo measure confessed to you that, all summor et An Tuther ihonked God fof hiseins, 8o T too { w6 happy and rich, ivery line of your haud- | Committoo from thelr ougagemont,—sn offor | ture which I deliver givos ma o geay hair.” . | ohildren (n ealico for & yoar, and lot mo got out | Jong, I havo tremblod atb tho fhought that yon HOW THE CASE STANDS. > sani thiank God for my sorrowful glooms: writlug #ooma ke fino gold for preciousndss, 1 | whicki thoy willingly accoptod. 8o I have fakon | Thou, too, my lova for yowhas boeu nover o | of my migory. Yoirs In dust and nehos, aro almout a8 much to mio as Uod IMimsolf, and date sy "o mmored that, whatever bagipeus, whothor | Lavo numbered your lottors, sy David num- | au 8 o'olock train for Chicago, whoro I oxpoct to Iigh, strong, aid puro, d¥ now. Your winter's Turopons: TILTON. | you tiat I um constantly troating you os un- GATIH'S nwx::sgtulxxpfl. tlouds or cleay wkies, I love you boundlessly and Lered Tsrael, and yot without Dayid's sin in do- | arrive bofore mornlug,—say ut 88, m. I shall | lottora~which bavo oxpressod your love for mé g A MEART-IREAK."” gratofully aa I treat Mim, Yours, in fraukneus, Bpecial Dispateh to tnu‘Llllllc\n‘Iut ‘ln:u;vs- forever, futuvons, | Ing it g0 16 tho Trémont House for tho romaindar of | 88 you never oxprossed it boforo—haye wou mo Estvtug House, AKIOR, O Jan, 18, 1800, "TREODORE, o e 1xnr3|uxua.l“; lf':'t’or{,\m' ik ‘RETROBPEOTION, p Thia morning, on the trafn, I had them all { tho night, try to sloop vory litein tho iorning, | to you a8 with a now marrisge. I foel mord Xy DizAr Wirk: L om In o Lioart-break,—yos, , 1IN THE OIL-REGIONS, ”I\zw Your, Aug 1..-T“u‘ l:\!h\".l‘flu C\v“ 4 Tocnesten, N, ¥, Mirch 41,1867, | out, and looked thiém all ovér once moro. Thoy | and thoii diuo at Col, E—"s I the aftoruoon, wucrodly Kuit to yoii thon at sny formok | X havo boen on my Imeod in this chambor, crying Tivrsnuna, Ia,, Jan, 10,1870, | ‘Thton aud Moulton, publishe HICAGD ard o littlo volumo of dear, bwect, sacred welt~ ings, 1 foar {hat my rosponses aro nob worlhy of tham. You soem tobein & mood of over flowihg affeotion, confidonce; pride, and rojole- ing, on account of your Linsband. Well, do am I ou gecount of my wife, Wo certainly are a Mu- tual-Admiration tociety, My provatliug feeling taward yon of late has beon, you ate tho olief proh ahd pillar of iny lifo. You mnover wéko so ticedful to ne, and never g0 helptul to me, ns now. Iunotonlythiukof you, but roly upon you, and live for you countantly. I have gronl pesce. Indeed, X bave had no clond on my mind elnco Your lottor, which réncned mo at Harvard and wiich I havo rotd three Limon over; Aumrmo& me of Mids R—~"s doparturo for Marfotta, aud of Mea, J—='s uniting withs Plyinouth Churoh. You sy thit God haa given you unususl oxaltation, peaco, and happiness. You dosorve it all, bo- cauno you btrivo ko dovotedly and unselfisblv to do right, You * seok wot your own.” You lve for alhickd, Bo God rewards yoit abundantly, - Mg, G—, whons you montiod ai bbing ab church, has bgon much, In iy thoughts of lato, Iamfull of pity for her widowhood aud poverty., Widowhood is itself & poverty, aud noeds no addition of beggary to make i My Deam Per: Inw, st this nudaight hour, tny tho gaire Lotel, and in the sama raow, whorae in youand Iworo quavtored elsven aid o hatt At 8550, Ont olr wodding tour | What a history 10 yoats unfold to aur backeard gaze! Gray padts have atalon upon uw gined thon, Tima ) ind caro inyo Jointly wrinkled our brows. Joys md gorrowe lave cleckerod- aur path, Fout sbildrou bavé beén glven tous on exith, and srioot Lheko haw hoon taken back te 1eaven. you' have had elckuves, aud 1 Lave lind toil, foth of uswnay now look baok to thak. weds ding-pilgrimage, and smile at how little we ‘flxcn kunew of bhumsn Jifo! Chank Clod, tho timo. 16 soonis to me thit I havo looked doopor | maro bittoriy thin any child, Two ybais ago, in My Danersa Wiris: I owo tha short romainder | Unisuse on Mondny, was reprinted {u all the fisto yoiir datil this Wlittor thon you over showod | this ssmo spot, I had a torrible wrostlivg with | of this ovening to you, [and shull fulil my | Trookiyn papors to-day, md eronted tho Ivto mo bofore, My heart is full of blossings | my soul, ‘Tlio momont I ontorad the room to- | debt, . . . ulmont exeltoment, Lllm Hagla snd Argus foryou. I nunll groot you, on my roturm, ns & | day, tho old exporlonce was rovived, Binco that | You havo nover soon tho oll-roglons, T | priutod oxtres, ‘m:;l floodod nat auiy Jrookiyn pllgrim groots tho shriuo of Lid worstiips Thavé | ocosslon,—which I can nover loso oub of wy | have ‘beon I thom four days, During this timo | but Row York wit thom, and oven at o late hour fultbfully kopt my Vows, aud shall faithfully | mbmory,~I woem to Luve sufferod much and | hava soen hordly lows than thousand oll-wolls, | to-night I:l\m\\!mxdu aro belng !o}‘l i the streots koep thom. My God's blossing sweoton our ro- | profited littlo, My lifo looks very much like a | somo of thom n thousand feob doopy some of | of both eitics, - O{xly the lf‘v"!”'\ zffi. of {his city, united livos! Yours Forever, ‘Fitrobone, wasto,—n blank,—a blight. Of all tho past, I | thow ylelding & hundred barrols & day, and mak- | apponrs to have secn tho importance nf Moul- 118 THOUDLES AND TIEIR CAUBK. titought to-duy thint I had saved nothing but | lug tholr owners rich ws Princos; aud somo of | ton's oxtraondinasy niatomonts about Boeshor Ak zite Oveior, Nov, 8,009, | Paul,—and bl too Ihavo lost. Tho little koy | thom dry, usoloss, and profitloss,~n gy of | and to have soprodused the dipatel, Lo 3ty Diany: Yous kind wad Joviug noto falls 50 | 1a my povkot sooms not to bring lim noarer, | rumivg Swny epooulators, 1 must havo g, in Brooklyn, wis thrown {nto ay acetusy of plasgantly on my splrity that I would immodistoly | but to koop him farther away, All the aftur- | pnssed the vety. spod to-dny whoro delight over i, and n'nuu\mcud ‘x& immone go Liowe this aftornoon wera it not that I bave | noon I have boen weoplug, trembliug, and ago- | Wrebington crossod the Alloghony on | hoadlines n?‘ ath's Uelugoe! ‘ 'Tur.:‘xhlo ongagod o go out this ovenlng; nizing, I am woll-nigh slok with vory griof, | & raft. If that thrifty goutloman Lad suspootod Rovolations!" ¥ Moulton Lifta tho Curtaint" Iv ¥