of course, I’m only an ignorant little country girl and have lived all my life on a farm. Why, my hands are quite rough yet from the work I’ve done. But Paul just laughed when I said so, and took my hands and kissed them. Then he looked into my eyes and laughed again, because I couldn’t hide from him how much I loved him.
We are to be married next spring and Paul says he will take me to Europe. That will be very nice, but nothing matters so long as I am with him.
Paul’s people are very wealthy and his mother and sisters are very fashionable. I am frightened of them, but I did not tell Paul so because I think it would hurt him and oh, I wouldn’t do that for the world.
There is nothing I wouldn’t suffer if it would do him any good. I never thought any one could feel so. I used to think if I loved anybody I would want him to do everything for me and wait on me as if I were a princess. But that is not the way at all. Love makes you very humble and you want to do everything yourself for the one you love.
Paul went home to-day. Oh, it is so terrible! I don’t know how I can bear to live even for a little while without him. But this is silly of me, because I know he has to go and he will write often and come to me often. But, still, it is so lonesome. I didn't cry when he left me because I wanted him to remember me smiling in the way he liked best, but I have been crying ever since and I can't stop, no matter how hard I try. We have had such a beautiful fortmight. Every day seemed dearer and happier than the last, and now it is ended and I feel as if it could never be the same again. Oh, I am very foolish —
