one of my very favorite dolls~ little Ladye Augusta of Deerfield Farm
by the candle lit fireside
our Augusta had a gentleman caller....
they sat side by side and listened to the quiet crackling of the fire
he leaned in closer....and whispered into her crumpled little ear
"oh my dear"..."how lovely you look this evening"...
and then pressed a hand written letter,
sealed with crimson wax, into her hand.
and while bowing low
he kissed her mitted hand,
and bid her good night...and a wish to see her on the morrow.
Inside, he had written in beautiful spidery letters, all in sepia ink
"I love thee - I love thee,
'Tis all that I can say
It is my vision in the night,
My dreaming in the day."
she could not have been more surprised...