The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1914-08-28

Inere'e enough That 10 new ana won
derful In just being together.
From New York to Philadelphia isn't
much Of wedding trip. but we're to-
gether-that's all that matters. Helen,
I'm SO happy that it frightens me! Can
it last? Oh, I cant bear to think that
there will be any letting down.
and yet / suppose there must be!
Just now 1t seems impossible that
the wonder of it should ever wear
of-that we should ever grow COM
married people. l can't conceive OF
! the time when l will not be thrilled by
his slightest touch. Oh. want to
| hold on to these hours! / want to
be always just his bride! But there
i didn't intend to inflict you with
an ELUSIVE emotional letter.
i I want to tell you about our rooms
here. We have the bridal suite. and
F, it must be fearfully expensive, but
Bob will not hear Of our making any
| change. He had wired ahead and had
the rooms filed with flowers the day
we arrived. It was foolish, of course
| for it stamped US as bride and groom
| 1t was almost as though we WANTED
| every one to know!
The first evening he ordered spe
cial dinner served in our rooms. The
table was laid by one Of the long
French windows in our drawing room
where we could look out over the city
l felt that l was living in a play. The
room with it's Louis XIV furniture and
silk shaded candelabra, seemed like a
stage setting. 1t was too beautiful tc
| be quite real.
I wore the white lace gown I got
so hurriedly at Ardman's. You re
member you thought two hundred and
fifty too much for it. Oh, my dear
it wasn't! Every woman wants pretty
things on her bridal trip, and as l had
time to get so few, I'm glad l got them
good.
You see. I'm trying to write of the
rooms and my clothes-rather than
of Bob and of how madly love him
1T all so wonderful, dear; so much
more wonderful than l ever thought il
would be! He is so delicately con
siderate and gentle! I'm beginning tc
realize all the fineness of his nature
that he had almost concealed by his
gruff curtness. In every way
Here there was a break, and the
page was crumpled as though there
had been a struggle for it's possession
Then came scrawl in Bob's large
vertical hand.
Il can't spare my wife another min
ute! She's been writing to you fol
half an hour-and that's quite Ions
enough"
| Then again in Louise's hand:
"You see how he tyrannizes ove1
me? Hereafter I shall write unflatter
ing things about him so he'll have nj
desire to look over my shoulder. II
finish this tomorrow. Bob says the
taxi's waiting-we're going for Ions
drive into the country"
The next page was dated Wednes
day:
Bob has gone out for some theatre
tickets. It's the first time that I'vt
something I want to ask you-some
thing I couldn't ask any one else.
You know I first attracted Bob b.
my aloofness; by making him feel tina
he was never quite sure of me. A
times I used that aloofness as a de
liberate lure. l think every woman
has done this; it's part of the game
feigned GOODNESS to the man she love-
is a woman's most effective entice
ment. - @
But now that I'm his wife, to wha
degree must still keep up this pre-
tense? That is what I want to know
now. Can l let him see all the emo
tional intensity of my love? Or mus
keep on pretending that I am jus
a little cold and reticent? Must