Perth Amboy evening news., 1920-12-02
My Own Marriage Made for Love,
VA Recnminc such n EarCei

Was Becoming such q Farce!
In the PENNSYLVANIA station / saw
Ted Moore fold Deb In a perfect
embrace. Tears filled my eyes as
Deb yielded, quite unashamed in
that public place. L envied them.
/ needed to be held just so in my
husbands arms.
Now that they were reunited, Ted
and Deb did not seem to have n
/ assured myself that Deb was des-
perately in love with Ted, but I'M
conscious of her emotion.
"Time-and a very little time
will set all right between them.''
said myself to myself. IF only time
would do the same for Bob and
met"
AT u hotel 1 managed to get a
few quiet moments with Ted. I de-
scribed the storm, and detailed the
trials Of our trip to the parsonage.
And / ended dismally:
$50 Mrs. Burns lied! It's the most
awful word in the language! What
/ never can understand, Ted, is the
commonplace of honest people who
let liars impose upon them"
Deb's wedding in New York was
vastly different from the picturesque
ceremony she had planned for the
Valley parsonage. I provided h
hlies-of-the-valley and shed some
very sincere tears, and wished that
i could be married over again, so
that my husband and I could make
a new trial of marital happiness.
My wish was cut short by the duties
of the hour. Deb and Ted wired to
her father, and his relatives, and to
their best friends.
1 long distanced to Bob's office.
He was not there. Then 1 phoned
to own home-then to his faith
er's house. I gave the operator
orders to say that New York was
calling-nothing more. Bob was
not to be picked up by the home
exchange.
No use to get upset." / reminded
myself. mo use to pretend, either.
that your awful depression Is due to
parting with Deb"
Deb and Ted took me to my train.
BY mutual preference, W. avoided
a display of the sentiment which
was stirring US all.
You'll make a trip to South
Arderica-you and Bob-in a month
or two. At least some time this
winter. Promise us!"
And you'll write to me. Debbie
oCdls Ia tAAhtN
you 60 aboard ship. / shall miss
O so, Deb darling. Ted, don't be
selfish. Make her keep a diary for
mt. I'm going to be so lonesome
without her"
So we parted. And. before my
train pulled out, the newlyweds had
forgotten me! At least they had
turned toward each other, and 80
they missed my final gesture of fare
well.
/ sank back In my seat with a
horrible, unbearable sense of my
isolation and loneliness. The quiet
content, the undemonstrative, tenn
perate happiness of those two sem
sible young persons made me env
GUS.
My W marriage had been made
for love-and what a farce 1t was
becoming! When Deb and Ted had
been married as long as Bob and /,
they couldn't possibly be more un-
happy.
/ arrived at my station early
Thanksgiving morning. / had wired
Bob to meet me. He was not there.
He had not even Sci q car for me.
Z hailed q taxi and slumped into my
most rebellious mood. I ordered the
chauffeur Il take me to my home.
Bob would not be there, and I did
not wan to see him Immediately.
Bob would be at his mothers house.
For it CHANGED that the graduate
Of our state university who was my
household assistant had gone home
to attend a wedding and for a
Thanksgiving vacation. For that
reason Bob would stop with his
parents.
$o,,rd NV 1;ttle home wa rm and
cozy: It was heated from the central