The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1918-05-11
:: CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE +:

Dear little book, have been looking
back over your pages today.
What a long time ago it seems!
But Dicks reference to our wedding
day made me wish to refresh my mem
DRY. wanted again to see what
really thought of 1t all.
Little book, read long way-in
factG spent most Of the day in looking
over the volumes in which l have
written down not only my confessions
but the annals Of my family and my
friends.
And now it Is all over. Now that
part Of my life is finished. almost
feel that In very little while all that
is interesting in my life will be over
and even you, little book, will not be
interested in my every day life. But
I must keep on telling you for a little
while about Dick and Dicks baby for
this manuscript Dick left me shows
that he too lad very distinct ideas Of
married life when he stopped to think.
Wasn't it dear of him to taink Of
telling me Of all this?
II he had not written 1t to me l
would never have known that perhaps
he thought as much about marriage as
/ did and I don't mind confessing to
you that some Of Dicks manuscripts
is not very flattering to me.
Dear Dick, he has been honest and
that is splendid Of him, for thing
OF this kind can have only one mer.
it and that is absolute and honest sin
cerity not only Of mind, but Of purpose.
In his manuscript Dick says: "You
know Margie, when had my first dis
appointment in you?
Don't shudder dearest, I was per.
haps moreto blame than you, but 7
wonder If every man has rude awak.
ching after marriage and If it always
does come as early as mine did.
"You remember, dearest, that beau.
tiful ride right before our wedding
You were 50 sweet. think liIvo told
you it was the passionate apex of my
selfish happiness You wanted to be-
long you told me. Poor child, you did
not know what you were saying. but
I, in my arrogance, as a conquering
and possessing male, believed you.
"Then came that morning on the
sleeping car when l compared you
with all other women in the cold gray
morning after more or less sleep.
less night n a birth. saw that you
were like a great big baby in your
fresh beauty beside the worn and wrin
kled women who followed you to the
dressing room
at was perhaps proidencial that
there were no other brides in the car
Margie, and that could only compare
you with the much older women that
were travelling at that time.
II did not stop to think that YOU and
would grow old. I only lIrew that
my wife was the prettiest woman to
be seen in tho car and was proportion.
ately happy.
~ was superstitious enough to be.
lieve you brought me luck IL Buffalo
when I got that school contract with
so little trouble, and wife . mine.
you were perfectly adorable th:t day
at the Falls wien We forge: every.
thing except this wonderful, wonder.
full world and that we we're alive to en-
Joy it.
TOO bad isn't it, Margie, that SO
many times since then we both for.
got that the world was wonderful. Toe
bad now that We can only see that the
path of life ends in mist that covers
up everything beyond, ! rellize its
wonders more than ever. Too bad
that we cannot always understand
what is so oft on our lips, time is feet
ing, and until it has fed. Sometimes
/ thing that it is only at the door Of
eternity that We realize the time we