The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1920-03-30
CONFESSIONS
3. OF A BRIDE
bob Was Loyal to His Buddy at
y. Risk Of Losing His Wifel
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Would. 4. like Lucy. ask for d.
yorce?
Ny poor muddled brain boiled the
problem over day and night. II did
50, i would need great courage, for
the entire Lorimer f.Ilily would beg
me to avoid such a vulgar scandal
And / loved them so-Mother and
Daddy and Chrys and Jimmy.boy and
and Bob! In spite Of those horrid In.
terminating letters, nursed my love
for my husband and was glad that not
even my doubt OF him could destroy
my devotion to him.
4 i grew quite. thin, and spiritless,
and Bob became melancholy, as he
was In his worst period OF shell.shock.
Finally came a summons ordering
Bob to appear in Lucy Searle's di
yorce case against Grant and with II
ended a very dismal chapter in my
life. Although my distrust of Bob had
lasted for weeks and had made us
both wretched, and had spoiled our
third honeymoon completely, may as
well set down the whole horrid story
at once and have done with 1t for.
ever.
Bob and Grant Searle had been
buddies" over there. To shorten a
long tale, Searle had taken adyant.
age OF this relationship and had or.
dered his foreign letters to be address.
ed in Bob's namei And Bob, like a
loyal buddy" had held the same until
called for!
All this came out in Bob's eyi.
Z dence at the trial, and 1t was believer
ed most unwillingly, according to
Lucy Searle.
Men stand by each other - why
don't they stand by women by their
wiyes-in the same way?" she oueired
bitterly. ~
All those hateful square envelopes
from abroad were meant for Grant
Searle, she said.
And the scowl with which Bob had
received them was a genuine expres,
sion OF his feelings for them, and was
hot camouflage, TO deceive me. a.
Ihad expected!
It was easily explained, In the end i.
Bob had dared to be loyal to his
buddy even at the risk OF losing his
wife! 1t was the kind Of an explain.
alton no woman could be expected to
grasp!
Lucy could have told me, she said
atterward, but she was so busy nurs.
Ing her own unhappiness that she
never dreamed that she had involved
me In It. She was awfuily glad, she
said that had been too honorable to
open any Of the letters. They were
anonymous-and pet names identified
nobody--and they might. easily have
tncriminated Bob, although he had
never seen the woman wha whote
them.
Tne facts In the case Inundated me
whenever recalled them. Like the
aggregate Of misunderstanding be.
tween husbands and wives, my own
misery was born of my Imagination,
was nourished on my unreason, and
was pampered by my lack OF frank.
ness.
IT wonder why I so Of Into these
.saloos tantru::s ever once i'll a
xllilc." said myself to mvse after /
& had wept happily over the fortunate
conclusion OF what might have been
the supreme tragedy of my life. 81
wonder why, just as soon as l ap.
proach Paradise, invariably find a
way to bar myself .out?"
Lots Of wives behave like that. It
takes nothing more than the recital Of
a SptSer or Shippey story to set
their Jealous minds to weaving the
most impossible fiction about very
decent husbands.
confess with supreme disgust that
whenever 1 am caught in spasm of
jealousy / never try to find cure.
because do not want to DO cured!
Instead, go deliberately to work TO
make myself as miserable as possible
In the hope that can hurt Bob that
way.
II accumulate what call evidence"
AGAINST my husband--heaps Of 1t, and