The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-07-08
A FAITHLEss MATE.


 "God pity those united to faithless
 mate!
 Oh! the tender ties close twisted with
 the f1bers of the heart,
 Which, broken, break them and drain
 of the soul
 Of human joy and make 1t pain to
 1ive!'
 Each days letters that I receive are carefully read and assorted. It often seems almost incomprehensible to me how so many people spread over the length and breadth of the country can write on the self-same subjects. How ever, because of this they are the more easily classified
 Letters from parents worried over their children go into one pile, those from widows and widowers consider ing re-marriage into another. Lovers who have quarreled and yearn to make up, but are uncertain as to how to set about it, form a huge pile, as do those on similar heart topics. Last, but by no means least, those who have found marriage a failure by being united to faithless mates are in a pile which is growing so paridly that am becoming alarmed at it's size. Each writer pleads with me to write on faithless mates.
 I grieve deeply that there should be any heart mates who have forgotten the sweet lessons of love they learned during courtship days or for any req son whatsoever have allowed their af- factions to become chilled. The fa- miliarity of marriage, constant com- panionship, either draws man and wife the more closely together as time advances or, unfortunately, destroys the illusion which at the beginning lighted the fire of love. There ara some hearts so fickle by nature that even an angel could not hold them in leash, no matter how many sacred ties bound them.
 The woman united to faith1ess mate, bound fast by the ties of love and children, has a life so full of mis- cry that her cruelest enemy must needs pity her. Such wife Heels keenly that she has no hold upon the heart of the man who vowed to love and cherish her until death did them part if she is childless If there are little ones in the home she feels that he will remain, perhaps. until the chill dren have outgrown the home nest and have flown away to make homes of their own, but, after that, what is going to happen? Her heart knows no rest from fretting fear, vain surmises and distrust than eats like a canker into her peace of mind.
 A wife. must have hope in order to keep up. When hope is quite dead, past reviving, there is nothing left to live for. She has a place in her~chil- dren's hearts, but with their marriage she is relegated to second place. Then their children come what is the an- swer to the question, (Which Is nearer to one's heart-children or one's old mother?"
 , The saddest tragedy than can ehter a wife's life is the knowledge that she has been supplanted by another in her husbands affections It is not true that the, man belongs to the woman who can best hold his heart, A Mag dalen may infatuate him for little while, but in some great crisis. such as is sure to come into the life of Ievery man sooner or later, he finds adoration not, founded on esteem can- not last. No man ever put good, mo- ble. loving wife out of his life for a l younger, fairer enchantress who did rot suffer a hell of conscience later on. This is the irrevocable law of ret ribution. A faithless mate never fas- tened one end of chain around the neck of a hapless wife that Gods own hand did not fasten the other end round the neck of the oppressor.
 Married men who sheer and defy Hymen's holy bond should remember that though they f1utter on from toy to toy, from vanity to vice. the law of Right stalks close to strike them from the book of life"