Edith to Stuart
14.10.17
My Dearest
Please forgive me for disappointing you so much this afternoon. I thought I did right in telling you, and in coming away, but now I am not at all sure. There’s something inside me feels very sure about it. I would give anything to be with you just now, but I will come tomorrow evening, whether you are up or not. You must not get up unless you are really feeling well enough to, I will come up to see you as I did on Saturday, unless you think I had better not. If you do not send down for me, I will understand, and come home again.
I have been to Church this evening, all by myself, and I don’t think I ever felt so lonely before. I am afraid I did not get much of Mr Williamson’s sermon. Do you remember last Sunday evening, especially after supper? I suppose it really was you and I by the fire.
Dearest, make haste and get well. I want you so much, and please, tell me something I can do to help you. Your sorrow makes me sorrowful, so that, if I could ease your burden at all, I should be doing just as much for myself. Tell me something, Please, and the harder it is the better, only, be sure it’s something.
Do you know I have been called down three times while I have been writing this bit of a note, and now I must not finish it, or Corrie[1] will be gone before I go downstairs. I must not stop to write the “Poetry-piece”. I was going to give you the rest of “All’s Well”. Instead, read Psalm 73, verses 23-25[2], part of this evening’s Psalms.
Goodnight, My Belovéd. May God send you sound sleep tonight, and joy in the morning.
Goodnight, Belovéd, Goodnight.
[1] Gordon Corrie Mills, 2 February 1900 to 12 December 1967 (Stuart's brother)
[2] Whom have I in heaven but you? And earth has nothing I desire besides you. My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion for ever.
(c) DearestBeloved 2009
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