As you grow older your religion will, in all probability, gain a stronger ascendency over your nature, and the church to which you belong is very tenacious in its hold upon its members.
Rosalie is not of a yielding nature, and as I said before, she is more devoted to her church than most young women of the day.
The physical phases of your love blind you now. But these phases are only a part of the tie which must bind husband and wife to make love enduring through all of life's vicissitudes.
There must be mental companionship, and to be a complete union there must be sympathy in spiritual ideas.
The very young do not realize this fact, but it is forced upon the mature.
Marital love is like a tree. It first roots in the soil of earth, and then lifts its branches to the heavens. Unless it does so lift its branches it is stunted and deformed, and is not a tree. Unless it roots in earth it is not a tree, but an air-plant or a cobweb.
You want to be sure the tree you are thinking to make a shelter for your whole life, will have far-reaching and uplifting branches, and will not be merely an earth-bound twig.
Since your church permits no second marriage save by the door of death, do not make a mistake in your first.
Take a year, at least, of absence and separation, and think the matter over.