I have loved you fondly and long; your parents and mine are intimate friends; they know my private character. Will you accept me as your husband, dearest Rosy? Believe me, Your ever fondly attached, CHARLIE BYERS. ---- _From a Husband to his Wife, on sailing from England._ H.M.S. Psyche, June 8th. MY DEAREST WIFE, I take the opportunity of the pilot's return to send you a hurried and last farewell. Oh, my dearest, what but duty could reconcile me to leaving you? What but the certainty that we are both protected by our Heavenly Father could support me through the weary days and nights which I am destined to spend far from you? Ah! the waves that are now washing the sides of our vessel will soon cease to beat upon that shore where my wife, where my friends are all thinking of me. Farewell my dearest wife; be assured I am in good health and tolerable spirits. Comfort yourself, my dearest! we shall all meet soon and happily again. I have not time to write to my mother, but pray tell her she is always in my thoughts. God bless you, dearest!--my heart is full of you. Ever your devoted husband, H. P. ---- _From a Husband absent on Business to his Wife._ The Fens, Lincolnshire, June 1st, 187- DEAREST ISABELLA, This is the first time, my darling, we have ever experienced the bitterness and misery of separation, and the few days I have already been absent from you appear like years. What my state of mind will be at the expiration of another two or three weeks I will let your little affectionate heart conjecture. But I must not be selfish, my dearest Isa. You share my trial, but do not be down-hearted, the time will soon pass away. You must go out and visit the nice friends near you. Your dear kind mother also is within an easy walk, I am glad to think. Roger Hughes is going to stay with his family for some little while; I do not care much about him (you remember we met him at ----). He is certain to call upon you, but it will be just as well not to be at home to him always. Hoping to return in a fortnight, I remain, with very best love to your mother and yourself, Your ever affectionate husband, JOSIAH WEBB. ---- _From a Father to his Son beginning the World._ Hampstead, May 6th, 187- MY DEAREST SON, Separated as you will shortly be from your childhood's home--for many years, perhaps--and not having your poor old father to consult and obtain advice from, when any difficulties may arise, you will naturally be inclined to appeal to those among your acquaintances whom you may consider from intimate association as entitled to the name of friends.