From a Woman.
Since my husband became acquainted with this new theory he has endeared himself to me a hundredfold; and although our so-called “honeymoon” was passed five years ago, it was no more real and far less lasting than the ecstatic, the unspeakable happiness which is now continually mine. My prosaic and sometimes indifferent husband has changed by a heavenly magic into an ardent and entrancing lover, for whose coming I watch with all the tender raptures of a schoolgirl. His very step sends a thrill through me, for I know that my beloved will clasp me in his arms and cover me with kisses, such as only the most enthusiastic lover could give. And though the years lapse, I cannot see or feel any change in the way he cherishes me. To each other we are continually objects of the deepest reverence and the most sacred mystery. Our affection deepens, our romance seems as sure and as enduring as the stars. I date my marriage from the time that he became a student of Zugassent, for that was the beginning of our assured happiness.
But it is not alone as a cherishing lover that my husband has become the crown of my happiness. He has grown perceptibly nobler in character, in purpose, and in strength; so that besides a lover I have a strong friend, a wise councillor, and my happiness is complete.
L. S. T.