WHERE the Teuton intermixes with the slave, and three of Neptune’s great European tributaries have their source, and also vile man is restored by the revivifying powers of nature; there, clothed in humility, sits beauty enshrined in youthful loveliness. La fin ou la lutte—à toi toujours.—E. J. W.
363.—Monday, July 5, 1852.
BOCAJ.—All’s well! Every day lessens the dreadful separation. Being obliged to agree with two dear tried friends, who saw the last, no other communication can appear, but future benefit will fully repay the present very great loss. Time and silence cannot part such faithfully attached hearts. Farewell! Keep up spirits for the sake of the ever-devoted one. All must end prosperously. July 3, 1852.
364.—Tuesday, July 6, 1852.
K.W.—I am not changed. Why so unkind as to think so? But may not time and absence lead you to forget, beset as you will be by trials and temptations? Can you resolve to resist them? To remain firm and faithful to the end? Forget not past dangers. Have confidence in the future. Endure for a short time longer. Be cheerful; be happy; and be sure of the constant devotion of one who doats on you.
365.—Wednesday, July 7, 1852.
WONDERFUL! Thy star in conjunction with mine against the great globe itself! nor Afric’s poisonous vapours, nor Asia’s caloric, nor America’s life-absorbing ether, nor Europa’s invigorating breezes—fortune’s sycophants, nor adversity’s treason—shall ever loose those sharp hooks of steel with which I clasp thee to my heart;—France’s terpsichorean votary, Rome’s javelined gladiator, and London’s belted champion, were never lighter of foot, nor stronger of nerve, than Fortune’s spoilt and favourite child.—E. J. W.
366.—Friday, July 16, 1852.
IF the Writer is not mistaken, a certain party has been, is being, and will continue to be trifled with by others, so long as absence is preferred to presence.