MY DEAR MR. HENLEY:

Although we have never met, I feel sure that you are the man for

whom I am looking, which conclusion has been reached after

carefully considering your letters. Why have I taken so long to

decide? Perhaps I can answer that better when we meet. Do not

forget that the name of our station is the same as that of the

house--Guir. Take the evening train from New York, and you will be

with us in old Virginia next day, not twenty-four hours. I shall

meet you at the station, where I shall go every day for a month, or

until you come. You will know me because--well, because I shall

probably be the only girl there, and because I drive a piebald

horse in a cart with red wheels--but how shall I know you? Suppose

you carry a red handkerchief in your hand as you step upon the

platform. Yes, that will do famously. I shall look for the red silk

handkerchief, while you look for the cart with gory wheels and a

calico horse. What a clever idea! But how absurd to take

precautions in such a desolate country as this. I shall know you as

the only man stopping at Guir's, and you will know me as the only

woman in sight.

Of course you will be our guest until you have proved all things to

your satisfaction, and don't forget that I shall be looking for you

each day until I see you. Meanwhile believe me

Sincerely yours,

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