LETTER IV.
MissHarriot Fawcetto MissMyra Harrington.
MissHarriot Fawcetto MissMyra Harrington.
MissHarriot Fawcetto MissMyra Harrington.
MissHarriot Fawcet
to MissMyra Harrington.
Boston.
Boston.
Boston.
Boston.
I HAVE somehow bewitched a new lover, my dearMyra—a smart, clever fellow too—and the youth expresses such fondness and passion that I begin to feel afraid even to pity him—for love will certainly follow. I own to you Iesteemhim very much, but must I go any farther? He is extremely generous—polite—gay—and I believe if you were to see him, your partiality in his favor would exceed mine.
I NEVER saw my poor swain so seeminglydisconcerted and abashed as he was a few days ago—he appeared to have something very particular to communicate, but his tongue faultered—ought not one to help out a modest youth in such cases?
Yours &c.
Yours &c.
Yours &c.
Yours &c.