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Copy of a Love-Letter from a British Soldier, at present in Holland, to his Sweetheart in this City. My Dearest Mary, RELIEVED for a moment from the din of arms, with pleasure unutterable, my love, I dedicate that moment to thee; what signifies the fatigues I undergo, and the dangers I daily encounter,-they seem a pleasure to me, when I reflect, that I do so for the sake of my bonny bonny Mary. May that innocence and virtue which first inspired our love still keep possession of thy breast, and we shall yet be happy; for, believe me, Mary, my love, respect, and regard for thee are unalterable ; nay, the farther I remove from thee, the stronger thy dear image presses on my heart, and raises a Hope that makes every perilous situation in which I am placed seem per- fectly agreeable. I once thought your father one of the most cruel men alive; but now I think otherwise. Heaven knows what was the agony of my heart that day he forbid me again to enter his house; and how every angry word he said to thee pierced my very soul!-Had I stayed much longer, even though he was the father of all I held dear on earth, I could not have commanded my passion; but that Providence which has pre- served me ever since in safety, while my companions in arms fell on every side, and in the midst of dangers, that would make thee shudder to relate, ordered it otherwise -I said not a word-but cast one longing look at thee, and departed. I knew not where I went-had the river interrupted the course I took, I dare say I would have tumbled in, and, perhaps, never more been heard of; for an indescribable torpi- tude seized every faculty, and I knew not that I existed, till chance or some good an- gel led me to the hawthorn tree where first we vowed to be constant till united. At the sight of it I instantly revived- sat down under it-every surrounding ob- ject pleased me, and called to my remem- brance the sweet moments I have often here enjoyed ; but, alas ! how fleeting are all earthly enjoyments.-Silent sorrow soon succeeded the pleasure I felt-I wept unpitied and unseen. However, I soon became cool, and here formed the resolu- tion of entering into the army, with the fond hope that I might, perhaps, gain in the character of a soldier that which was wanting to make our marriage agreeable to your father, or lose a life, which, with- out thee, I counted rather a burden than a blessing. I immediately inlisted, and, from that moment, studied nothing but what might render me useful and agreeable to the of- ficer under whose command I might be placed. Every thing, my dearest Mary, has suc- ceeded to my wishes-I am now esteemed by one of the best of Captain's as a brave and complete soldier ; and, through his in- fluence, I have been already raised to the rank of a serjeant. As it was soon discovered I had got a to- lerable education, and paid the strictest at- tention to my duty, I am often employed in services which turn out to my advan- tage. Fear not my dearest Mary-we shall yet be happy,-whatever the chance of war may give to me shall be your's. We are both but young-this war soon may terminate-or some other unforeseen circumstance may call me home, when it will be in my power, if your parents should give you nothing, to support you in a comfortable manner; for before I sailed I was apprized of the death of my uncle, so that the property that comes to me, and what I may here accumulate, will answer every purpose. Think on these things, my Dearest Mary, and be happy-until that much-wished for period arrives, while life remains, I am your's, and your's only, J. T. Glasgow: -Printed by Thomas Duncan, Saltmarket.
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1810-1830 shelfmark: APS.3.82.26
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