Chipping Norton
Oct 14 /77
My own darling Eugénie,
I was glad to receive your letter yesterday though there ran a little tone of sadness, I thought, throughout which told me that you had hardly recovered your usual cheerfulness, you must not be low-spirited my love, I can’t bear to think of my sweet Eugénie being otherwise than bright and happy, it makes me sad too, try and drown such thoughts, my darling, in the conviction that you have given your dear love to one who will treasure it with all tenderness and care and who will indeed try and repay it with all the kindness and affection his full heart can offer, ah, my Eugénie, you don’t know how I long to take you to my heart for ever that you may realize, ever more and more fully, how precious you are to me!
To-day we have been having harvest thanksgiving services in our church, I supplied some nice gladioli & other flowers for decoration, my thoughts wandered more than once to your side and I felt happy in the thought that another year my loved one would be standing by my side.
Fancy, this day fortnight we may hope to be together, how I long for our day of meeting to come, and then, though we shall have to part again it will be only for a few short weeks, my love, I always seem to dread saying good-bye to you and it gets harder every time to do so.
The house work is progressing favourably but there is much to be done, the painters have made a start, I have, after much deliberation, chosen the papers for the rooms so I hope the paper-hanger will soon commence.
In passing through London I must try and find time to complete what purchases are requisite.
How much I shall have to tell you about our future home, I often think how strange it will be to you setting foot, as mistress, into a house you have never seen before and I often picture to myself my taking you round your new dominions and perhaps getting a kiss from “my queen” as she then commences, as it were, her reign!
Willie Bliss came up this afternoon and brought his brothers in law, Flint & Scott, the two latter had never seen your large portrait which they both admired, and, as I believe they said what they meant, I was pleased, for I am very proud of my darling and like, and expect, her to be admired.
I fear my letter is a rather disjointed one but I am rather tired and will leave the conclusion till morning, so here I wish you good-night my darling.
Monday Morning
We had a tremendous gale of wind here last night I have seldom known it so rough, it has stripped off a great many slates from our buildings.
I shall be writing to Charlotte I dare say in a few days and will tell her you are expecting a letter, but perhaps she has written by this time.
I do not think of anything more to tell you in this letter so will close.
With fondest love, believe me my dearest Eugénie
Ever your own affectionate
Julius Sladden
