Hartford, June 21.
By the almanac, darling, this is the longest day in the year—& since you are gone from me I would know it to be the longest day without having to refer to the almanac. For I do miss you so much. “Old” Bliss says you are the prettiest girl he has seen for 2 years—& thinks he could venture to say longer, but he can’t depen recollect further back than that. Young Bliss says it is his usual luck—when he finds a girl he wants, somebody else has already got her.1 He thinks there can’t be any more like you—& I know it. You are the Ninth Statue—the Jim of the Ocean2—you are the dearest, & the loveliest, & the best girl in all the world.
I don’t think I shall accomplish anything by tarrying here, & so I shall be in New York tomorrow evening. Warner says he wishes he could effect a copartnership with me, but he doubts the possibility of doing it—will write me if anything turns up.3 Bromley of the Post says the 5 owners of that paper are so well satisfied with the progress the paper is making that they would be [ loo loth ]to sell.4 He wants to talk with me again [to-morrow ] morning. However, I am not anxious, for the Post is a not quite as desirable property in my eyes as its is in [theirs.]
P. S. However, I believe I’ll run out now & fill an appointment. Good-bye—in haste, my darling
Sam
[in ink:] Miss Olivia L. Langdon | 675 Fifth Avenue | New York.5 [return address:] allyn house, hartford, conn. r. j. allyn. [postmarked:] hartford conn. jun 22 [docketed by OLL:] 83rd
Explanatory Notes | Textual Commentary
Source text(s):
Previous publication:
L3, 265–267; LLMT, 101.
Provenance:see Samossoud Collection, p. 586.
Emendations and textual notes:
loo loth • looth
to-morrow • to-morrow
theirs. | [line space] | [¶] P. S. • theirs.—| [line space] | [¶] [line space] | [¶] P. S.