The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1920-06-29
CONFESSIONS
OF a BRIDE
fcopYrignr n. E. Al

affairs. ny own required my careful
consideration. / reviewed the news
Bob had 50 carefully set down IN tne
letter he had left on ny desk. ~
eStransement from my husband, which
had been caused By the murdered
mans impertInence, which had threat.
ened 10 come 10 a bitter CONCLUSION
was, In q way, Daddy Lorimers iauiL:
Bob wrote that his father had m
vested some pocket money, as ne caIs
his extra" dividends, on the side. ne
had bought up some Of the necessiues
Of lite and was holding them tor nlen.
er prices, Bob considered II q blot
on the Iorimer 'scutcheon, although
several other nillionaircs OF the NJ
most responsibility were doing the
same thing, and calling II clever ousl-
ness.
The game was altogether outside o.
his fathers line, BOP wrote, AND II
was especially d!sreputable because
his father hadn't the slightest need OF
the money. Now the government was
trailing similar investments ana 60
Bob and the lawy Joyce, had gone
Of to negotiate the sale Of the hoard,
at any price, to get rid OF It and ayolo
publicity.
Bob loathed the Job, but be had de-
cided to get the thing over with as
soon as possible. He could manage,
because be had had entire control OF
his fathers affairs since his tataer $
| last sickness. But II his dad knew
about the government Investigation.
he would be aroused to an awful ut OF
wrath and none OF us could predict
the consequences. II a brain lesion
did not prove fatal i might pafayze
daddy for the remainder OF his LIE.
at. was this business which kept
me away from home last night" wro!e
my husband. "0f course | might
have sent a messenger to tell you, but
Jane, honestly, ! was so upset BY the
whole darn mess that | forgot all
about you. Il was a secret, and nan
a hundred Of dads business rivals ana
political enemies would have PAID
young fortunes to hang the story on
him. So | couldn't phone you. Even
the telephone booths have ears az
such times. Do you get me?'
I-more than got his meaning. |
realized that | had misconstrued my
husbands actions and blamed him
bitterly when he was most IN need 0,
my sympathy,
Bob Is the most democratic OF men.
He Is for the people by instinct. !
knew that be must be utterly disgust
ed to learn that his father was taking
! hand in the great profiteering game.
I knew that he must have been annoy
ed almost beyond endurance to have
TO straighten out such muddle. HIS
wisdom and patience would be tried
to the limit in his endeavor TO man
age the affair automatically; that is,
without arousing his fathers wrath.
And /, the stupid wife, had misir-
terpreted my man completely
>"of course l was furious when /
saw you with Ives" ran Bob's letter,
written before. the news OF the MUIR
der OF Ives came out. 81 was in a rage
but never meant to let our diff
Guilty drift 50 far, my dear. deter
mined to 90 home and hear your
story-l can always trust my own lit
tie girl. That brute, Ives, ought to be
shot and some one will do it some
Gay!'
Some man did do II, not long aftei
this was written, was my comment.
then | went on with Bob's note:
Back at the office found fathers
/ lawyer, Joyce, with the news that tho
government was trailing dads hoard.
Naturally, | couldn't attend to our liz.
tie affair. Fathers business required
immediate action. You and would
have to wait. But imagine ny feel.
ings, dear girl, when | went home for
my bag and found you were away!
Wen make It up, darling, when ! get
back"
rkept Bobs letter under my pillow
and kissed It at intervals. And |
blamed myself, in the way all wives
do. for a domestic quarrel.
Perhaps wives blame themselves
Justly. Ny mind had been revolving
around and around the emotional
realm while Bob's mind had been
completely absorbed in his business.
had been living in an erot!c
world, q world which was deceptive,
to say the least.
"Erotic:" hated the word.
AIMS thoughts were erotic. And
where would she end? Where would
she drag the rest Of US?
She might be aTested-so ran my
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