Thanks to the Internet, the cell phone, and texting, couples who are far apart can share their most loving and intimate thoughts - in the blink of an eye !
Teen agers - well known for cutting directly to the chase - have even added a new , much-frowned-upon technique called "sexting". ( Don't ask !)
How different from the days of yesteryear !!
Imagine this scenario :
Lady Vivian has become quite enamoured of a young Officer in Grandfather's Regiment.
Lieutenant Buff-Orfington , though quite junior in the Regiment, is a dashing, devil-may-care chap ....(with a satisfactory private income, who stands to inherit an Earldom in due course)...and "Buffy" cuts a fine leg ; the thought of which makes Her Ladyship blush demurely.
Alas ! Buffy is far away :serving with the Regiment in the Colonies - on the Niagara Frontier, where there are frequent clashes between the boorish Colonials and the dastardly French.
Lady Vivian sighs, sits pensively a moment, then reaches for her scented embossed stationery and her freshly sharpened quill pen.
When the missive is finished , Her Ladyship folds it neatly, places it in an envelope, addresses it, and rings for her maid.
The Maid curtsies,and bears the letter - on a small silver plate -to the Butler-who summons the Footman,carefully counts out a few coins, and instructs him to post it: reminding him to bring back the change .( He will,of course, post the entire sum in the Household accounts; pocketing the difference - as Butlers are wont to.)
The letter, now entrusted to the Royal Mail, travels via coach to the docks,and is loaded aboard an outbound warship - in which it will cross the stormy Atlantic: landing eventually - in good order in the port of Boston.
From there, it will travel by coach,bateau, and courier to the sturdy gates of Fort Niagara.
In due course, it will be sorted out from the other Official and private correspondence, and delivered to John : Lt. Buff-Orfington's well-seasoned Manservant.
John places the letter - and the Lieutenant's tastefully engraved letter opener on a burnished copper salver, coughs discreetly, presents it to him.
"Thank you, John ",the Lieutenant says crisply. " That will be all."
Once the manservant has withdrawn, the gallant Lieutenant sits down, sniffs the delicate fragrance of the envelope,then cuts it open with trembling hands. It is from Lady Vivian !
He withdraws the letter from the envelope, and begins to read.
The letter says :
Guess what I'm wearing !!