Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1916-02-21
WOOES HER AS HONEY
POT;;LOVE COOLS, SAYS
BACK TO THE WASHTUB'
To His Sweetheart New Yorker
Wrote, 81 Adore YOU"
Welded, She Was "Stu-
pid Peasant"
"YoU ARE MY UNIVERSE"

NEW YORK. Feb. Ell adore your
sweet voice. your good heart your smart
gait, your beautiful form. your prattlnE.
sweet-sounding lips. If you will be my
little wife. there Will be no happier
couple In the world"
"Go back to the washtuh! one should
not start anything with a stupid peasant
If you dare come near me | will throw
you out. If you do not understand this
fine language and try to sec me again
/ will obtain for you a reception that
you certainly will not misunderstood
The first of the two foregoing para
graphs was written by Albert Guuya,
civil engineer of 2iS West goth street.
to his wife Margaret a short time before
their marriage. December is last. The
second paragraph was sent to her by
Gunya late last month.
The letters along with others. were
handed up to Supreme Court Justice Ford
last week by counsel for Mrs Guuya,
who asks for separation on the ground
that from n hot-headed lover Gunya sud-
denly became a cold-hearted tyrant and
deserted her. In the first period she
said Gunya wrote her such fervid letters
she was sure his heart would ever remain
warm She was disillusioned quickly
after marriage, she said
SHE WAS HIS GOLDEN STAR"
In his love making Gmya pcuned
note i'm which he addressed her as MY
Faithful Little Bride" Among other
things he said:
"NIy dear. good little love. my loving
heart feels lighter when | address you
few lines My golden star My little
honey pot, My loving little mother, TO.
morrow l shall come to see you If only
for a few minutes TO taste the sweet honey
of your lips. Sweetness, you are my whole
universe. If not for you. the whole world
would be empty and dead to me. Little
golden tenderness, how shall call you to
express the heart of my thoughts? Good
night, sweet queen. golden happiness. l
am your slave Millions Of kisses from
your loving sweet little father"
CROWN OF MY HEART.
''Following this. Golden Happiness" re-
ceived another letter from Sweet little
Father in which the latter gave further
vent to his pent up feelings as follows;
81 cannot g to sleep before l tell YOU
how dearly. purely | love you | will
cherish you like dear pearl. Even from
the winds will | shield you. My dear lit
tie passionately loved mother, crown of
my heart. queen of my dreams We will
Ak UP such a sweet. beautiful little home
that even king would envy us. You will
be the happiest woman in the world, lnr
sweet little saint, my lily Of the valley
A few days later feeling in a jOCuilr
vein, Gunya addressed his lady love as
came to rob" him of his cool head He
did not, however object to the theft He
wondered how he could have been so COM
pletely ensaved. He wrote an original
poem and inclosed II. OF the poem he
said, 1T grew from my heart
month after the wedding Mrs. Gunya
found in the mail one morning a letter
in which her husband said
married life is not for me. When |
took you for my wife I listened only to
my heart. but since / took you | become
more and more frightened at the time
when my Independent quietness will be at
an end | am a man who lives for him.
self / like to be alone with my solitude
and my thoughts, and | feel that in the
married life | would be very unhappy.
If l had not loved you | would not have
married you. but there is not love enough
In the world to pay for my solitude.
'rhe social life makes me crazy
want to he for myself In quietness I
want to live and die. This is my un.
changeable intention. Sweet Margaret, do
not try to change my mind It is pos
sible for you to call your tears to soften
me and l would get softened, but a few
days afterward | would try again to free
myself of the shackes, and during these
days would be very unhappy."
The Justice ordered Gunya to pay his
wife Sl2 week, pending trial Of the
suit.