Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-02-26

a,-oner's jury, gripping love epis
90 nenned by the lonely Michigan gil
/ In wrote J. A. Appelbaum and use
!, naive pen name "Girlie"-that bea
k,,ness to the remarkable control tn
han had over his many women friends
Dear Heart-This has been a
glorious day, but, instead of hav-
ing a headache as planned, have
rheumatism in my right ankle, so
have been kept at the house. Have
mt been able to get a shoe on. So
did not plant to go to the party.
i Of course, I was awfully disap-
,o,n+ed. etc; but was awfully dis
Il ,nnointed not to get to the post
4 office but thought best not to trust
4 any one with our secret. Hope
Il tomorrow / can get out and that
4 viii find two letters waiting from
i tbe dearest boy on earth. I Won
4 dor IL YOU ever feel and realize how
4 n,uch I need you. My whole being
is consumed by an intense love, an
n unlimited love, which is all for you,
dear heart. know, sweet, that you
4 ore true to me. I do not doubt It
at all. You could not love me as
,,ou do and care for any one else,
4 r. YOU only knew what a perfect
nuzzIe I am to myself. I can not
understand how I forgot myself so
far as to fall so desperately in love
love for my dearie. Feel that 1
am with you, love, at all times, for
Won are all mine. 1 shall be honest
with YOU. dearie, and tell you all,
,ust as though you were with me-
i only to prove that love you fondly.
each week, so 1 went down to the
aorists and asked Miss Ebberfield,
who was sending them, and che told
me- they came from Baltimore, an
order of violets each week up until
Easter, and Easter to change it to
Faster lilies. So 1t is the P Mar
ouette man. as he has gone to Bal
timore to live. 1 had quite a time
to have her show me his order. She
4 said she had no right to tell.
8 told her [ would send her a box Of
i candy and finally she showed the
order. but l had to promise her
would never let on knew. Dearie,
7 told YOU one time he is the only
man have ever met l thought
could care for, but since l met you
i can not see or think Of any one
but YOU. Let me come into your
life as you have come into mine,
and feel so secure in my love that
YOU will never have cause to doubt
it in any way. Tell me you will
always worship me. Let me feel
that | can always come to you with
everything, for 1 can not keep
things
"6e Honest" She Pleads.
Dearie: This is 3 beautiful,
stormy morning. Oh, how I wish
i was with you where It is nice
and warm. l am still laid up with
my ankle. This morning, when l
4 knew I could not get out, called
a messenger, gave him my key
4 and had him go down and get my
i letters Dearie. l could stand most
anything to be with you, and 1t
d lust drives me crazy when l see
4 how impossible our meeting. again
is. have no idea when can get
(. into Chicago. 1t will be several
months, anyway, the first Of May.
Harve goes into Chicago today to
do some special work in surgery,
50 he will take care of Josephine,
and then, too, Arthur would not
think of letting me go, knowing
Harve was there. He would go
himself What are we going to do?
| am so afraid, dearie, you will
Il not care to wait for me. 1t is all
so hard, too, to think Of. Be hon
est with me-for 1 can stand any
thing which means happiness for
you.
am cross this morning, my an
kle hurts so. have it in pack
Grille.
Wrote He Pinned For Her.
Even while Jerry" Appelbaum We
\ being divorced from his wife in Kar
i as City it is shown in a letter
wrote to the supposed Mrs. Appellant
IN this city that he wished her to b'
ieve that his love for her was whole
hearted and absolute. The letter use
by the coroner's jury in arriving at IL
verdict holding Mrs. Appelbaum, penc
ing investigation into the death of HI
husband follows:
Southern Hotel, Chicago, Ill.
Chicago. July 8, 1912. 1880 a. m.
70 Mrs. ]. A. Appelbaum, 305 East
9th St, Charlotte, n. c., care of
H. Kahn:
southern Hotel. Chicago, H.,
7-7-12.
My own Little Darling Sweetheart:
And how I do miss you. Tootsy.
Nod bless your dear little heart. l
certainly am lonesome, Honey
Went up to see Klein and had
good talk with him. He feels sure