Her Lips On His Could Tell Him

Forgive Me For Startling You With The Impetuosity Of My Sentiments, My Dear Scarlett—i Mean, My Dear Mrs. Kennedy. It Cannot Have Escaped Your Notice That For Some Time Past The Friendship I Have Had In My Heart For You Has Ripened Into A Deeper Feeling, A Feeling More Beautiful, More Pure, More Sacred. Dare I Name It You? Ah! It Is Love Which Makes Me So Bold!

She Couldn't Survey The Wreck Of The World With An Air Of Casual Unconcern.

What Will The South Be Like Without All Our Fine Boys? What Would The South Have Been If They Had Lived?

Supposed I Don't Want To Redeem Myself? Why Should I Fight To Uphold The System That Cast Me Out? I Shall Take Pleasure In Seeing It Smashed.

They Were Always Like Two People Talking To Each Other In Different Languages. But She Loved Him So Much, When He Withdrew As He Had Now Done, It Was Like The Warm Sun Going Down And Leaving Her In Chilly Twilight Dews.