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CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
FEAR IS LIFE'S GREATEST MENACE
My little nurse has had that
"prayer" of mine typed and framed
and she tells me she is going to tack
it against her mirror where she can
see it ever day. "
"I am-glad you have told me about
your belief, Mrs. Waverly," she said.
"It is wonderful because it is so fear
less." "To me, nurse, fear is the greatest
hell human beings can know." I told
her. "As children we fear the dark.
As we grow older we fear the speech
of people and fear we will be ill or
lose our jobs or lose love.
"Nurse, I have I think, suffered
most of the ills of mind and body
that come to mortals, and hard as
they have been to bear, none has
been as horrible as the fear of it
"Personally, I believe I detest
more than anything else, a mental
or moral coward, and yet we must
always fight fear. No one is utterly
fearless; if he were he would be ut
terly happy. I can truthfully say that
fear is the only conception I have of
"That I think is true," said my lit
tle nurse, "and because I am afraid
I will not be strong enough to resist
this letter I am going to give it to
you, Mrs. Waverly."
She handed me a letter that I saw
was addressed by the same hand as
was the one she read me from her
"What have you decided to do,"
"I have decided to stay with you
as long as you want me and then go
to some other woman who needs
me," she answered.
"Then why do you fear this let
ter?" "Because, as I held it I could feel
Harvey's arms about me, because I
want him, dear Mrs. Waverly, and I
cannot see anything in life for me
without him and I am afraid that I
will go to him."
There it is, my dear, you fear
life without him and you fear life
with him. You must make up your
mind which you fear most, then
work out your salvation."
"What would you advise?"
"My dear girl, you must do what
you think best I will say, however,
just wanting anything is not a sign
you will be happy when you get it
To 'want' any one does not mean you
would be happily married to him."
"I am not sure he wants me enough
to marry me," she said, tremulously.
"Then, dear, you must decide if
you wish to go through another siege
of prolonged agony for a few weeks,
perhaps days, of ecstasy."
"You don't preach to me, Mrs. Wa
verly, you don't say it is wrong. You
don't talke to me in that 'I am holier
than thou' fashion."
"Because, my dear, I am not bet
ter than thou. I have all the human
frailties and I know just how hard it
is to do right when all one's inclina
tions point the other way."
"I am not happy by staying away
from him. Oh, Mrs. Waverly, he will
"Of course he will, and you will
also forget him. And that is the very
thing you must pray for, if you pray
"Oh, Mrs. Waverly," said my little
nurse, in a shocked voice, "111 never
"Yes, you will, my dear. Forget
ting is another one of the wise laws
made by the Great Power of the uni
verse." "Do you forget when you want to,
Mrs. Waverly, and dq you never
"My dear child, because I am not
able yet to forget I am almost wish
ing to die and the blackest of all
fears is eating at my heart But I am
trying to forget and I am trying to
have the courage to banish fear and
say to myself: - - ,