Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1923-11-01

with each other.
This other man Is also a splen-
did man and is married to a woman
who is one Of my best friends. I
love her devotedly, and would not
hurt her for the world, nor would l
hurt my husband, whom I honor and
esteem, and to whom 1 am so CRATE
full.
But, oh, Miss Dix. this other man
and I love each other so madly
that it is torture to us both! He
has one child and I have two, and
all of them adore their daddies.
What shall we do? Is it not better
for us to suffer than to make the
innocent wife and husband suffer?
What can we do?
Answer
In your unhappy predicament
there Is only one safe road to take,
and that is a hard one for you to
travel 1t will take courage for you
to follow it, but it will eventually
lead you to peace, and that is more
than you will have if you daily
along the primrose path.
For you cannot build a house of
happiness that will stand on rot
ten foundation. You cannot take
what you think is your own at the
expense Of other people without
having it turn to dust and ashes
in your hands. The love that you
crafty at the price of disloyalty in
evitably turns to hate.
1t is not an uncommon thing for
men and women to break their
matrimonial bonds, forsake their
duty, default on their obligations
and fly away with their soulmates
to what they think is going to be a
paradise of love. But they never
find their elysiums. Their illicit ro-
nance soon becomes sordid. Their
passion burns itself out. They tire
of each other and long for the re-
spectability they flouted,. the chill
dren they gave up, the old home and
the old scenes where they are
ashamed to show their faces.
The solution of your problem is
for the man to take his family where
he and you will not see each other
daily. This will give both chance
to forget. Absence does dull the
edge Of desire. Dreams fade out,
and you can, at least. put tempta-
ton out Of reach. Certainly, you
will only bring misery on yourselves
if you break up two homes, orphan
two sets of children and wreck the
lives of an innocent man and wom-
an who have trusted you and been
kind to you.
DOROTHY DIX.
Dear Miss Dix: Do you know
anything about matrimonial agen-
cies? p. S. A,
Answer
do. For many years I did
repertorial work on a big paper, and
in that time once wrote the ac-
count, from day to day, of a grue-
some murder trial in which a woman
was proved to have murdered five
men, whom she Iured to her home
by advertising in matrimonial
agency paper for a husband with a
few thousand dollars to invest in
developing a, good farm. She de-
scrlbed herself as a good-looking
widow with a nice property, and
when her victims rose to the bait
she robbed them and killed them.
I also wrote the pitiful stories of
dozens of other women, school teach
ers, milliners, servant girls-women
who, by hard work and pinching
economies, had saved up a little
money and who were lonely and
growing old, and who had been trap
ped into bogus marriages with men
with whom they had gotten in touch
through some matrimonial agency.
remember one man who told me
that he had married fifty women
that way in order to get their few
dollars.
And I wrote the stories that young
girls told me, through their sobs, of
being trapped into white slavery
through such means. 1t seemed so
romantic to them to get love letters
from a man they had never seen,
and to meet him in a strange city,
and go with him to strange life,