September 4, 1889
My Dearest Miss L.F.,What if it didn't have to be a story? Lucy, I don't know how I can ever see you unhappy with another. If it was a match of love, then I would not say a word. Your happiness is what matters. But you have made it very clear that there will be no joy in your marriage, and the thought is one that I cannot stand.
Mr. A.L.
