The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1916-05-07
LOVE Ng7fS
WIKI DIVORCE
FOR WOMAN
Sweet Tweet" and "Your
Own Little Ethel" Are Some
Expressions Used.


wood avenue. discovered in the cloth.
ing OF her husband. Normand Griffith
Marshall Field and Co, salesman. a
packet of letters from woman. she
said:
Norman, bring her to see me-"
Griffith sent his wife's invitation
TO Miss Ethel Johnson. a trained
nurse, of Green Bay, Wis. She
came and faced the wife.
Give him up" was Mrs. Griflth's
plea. Give him up. We are mar.
r1ed and have little child-a boy. -
Miss Johnson and Griffith looked
at each other.
No said he. NO" said she. 1--WE
can't" they said together. I'VE love
each other"
In the presence of the wife they
embraced.
That Cold Telegram.
Therefore Mrs. Griffith obtained
a divorce, custody OF her child and
s25 a month alimony from Judge
Mckinley. AS evidence were intro.
duced the letters.
my Own Love: Can you imagine
how l felt when the last mail came
yesterday and none from you. But the
telegram came later in the day-ot
course I was glad, but / don't like
the horrid, cold things, do you, dear
l felt fairly sick when | read 1t, but
then thought; Why, you gose he
can't call you dear and darling in
a telegram
II can scarcely wait to see you,
darling. You say you have things
of vital interest to tell me. don't
know what to think-good or bad.
One more day and then, impatiently,
lovingly your ETHEL"
1t Seems Six Years.
Another:
Dear Love: 1t seems like years
since / saw you last dear. I'm SO
worried about you and your family
troubles. l hope her trouble isn't
serious-poor, brave woman, my
heart aches for her. Be kind to her,
darling. Surely in the fullness OF
our love we cannot be else than kind
we have everything and she moth
ing.
II know your time is limited II
she is i'll, but surely you can steal :
few moments for the little girl who
loves you so. You never, never know
how much 1 suffer when you are
home, dear. I picture to myself
your home. you three at different
times of the day-meal time, even
ing, everything, every hour. She
calls you dear she touches you.
Darling, dare you ever dream
you suffer more than I? Try to
imagine yourself in my position.
Would your heart ache. dear?
81 dood, doc. doc love. Dood do?
ETHEL"
That Sweet, Tweet Letter.
And still another:
precious One: I'm terribly, ter
ribly tired, but almost happy. Know
why? Cause I had sweet tweet
letter from you, my darling.
20, 1 love you, sweet. love you,
love you, l love you more and more
each day. 1t brings us closer to-
gether, our suffering, don't you know
it does? I want you SO badly.
miss your dear arms about me, your
love, your goodnight kisses.
God bless you, my own true love
Never will l through any action OF
thought give you cause to doubt me.
I'm yours till death. Sweetheart
Ethel. You own little wise Ethel"
Another Letter Gone Wrong.
Likewise, Mrs. Helen NJ. Watson
read u letter, or several letters,
Wherefore Mrs. Watson, who now re-
sides at 1914 Sheffield avenue, was
granted by Judge Kersten a divorce
from Carl G. Watson. Sioux City
Ia, travelling salesman.
Here are some OF the letters that
her attorney, Frank A. Lasley
showed the court:
Dear Carl: Am coming to Sioux
City next Sunday morning. Do you
think you can meet me there?
started to school last Monday and
am getting along fine with my work
This is certainly lonesome old town
Ny school work takes up good deal
of my time-that's one good thing
But am willing to sacrifice myself
for the next six months-then l car
have few good times, hope.
81 hope your little matrimonial
boat is sailing on smooth waters
since her return. You must be good
Carl, and treat her right from now
on. AS always,
FLUFF (onawa, Ia. y
Betrayed by An Error.
The following letter, sent presum'
ably by Watson to a woman, was in.
correctly addressed, and on It's re.
turn was read by Mrs. Watson:
Dearest: suppose your bright
eyes are closed in slumber yet, as II
is only $3.50 a. m. am so awfully
lonesome that must write to you
We are now passing through the bat
lands. and II the sight OF then
wouldn't give a wooden Indian the
blue devils. I'll pass.
And then, to add to my lonesome
ness. a girl got on at some place
along here while was asleep. anC
her voice sounds soft and musical like
yours. We all believe in acting as we
love, but the world demands some,
thing of US. as does Mrs. Grundy. DID
you read The Common Law
Whatever you do. don't think
you are any worse than any one else;
don't think small OF yourself dear
One week year out of your life be
longs to me. During that week
want to take you away some where
,uhaua 800 ,lanbt .,,a H.,