September 28th, 1888
My Dearest, Miss Lucille Flint
You are the flame in my heart and though we have spoken very little before now, my heart is filled with you. Oh, please say that you will reserve your first dance for me? Better yet, please say that I may gaze upon your pretty face soon. I shall simply wither away if I am apart from you for any longer!
Your devoted servant,
Richard Gladstone
Richard Gladstone

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