{"product_id":"2940013740594","title":"Miss Lonelyhearts","description":"The Miss Lonelyhearts of The New York Post-Dispatch (Are-you-in-trouble?\u003cbr\u003e--Do-you-need-advice?--Write-to-Miss-Lonelyhearts-and-she-will-help-you)\u003cbr\u003esat at his desk and stared at a piece of white cardboard. On it a prayer\u003cbr\u003ehad been printed by Shrike, the feature editor.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Soul of Miss L, glorify me.\u003cbr\u003eBody of Miss L, nourish me\u003cbr\u003eBlood of Miss L, intoxicate me.\u003cbr\u003eTears of Miss L, wash me.\u003cbr\u003eOh good Miss L, excuse my plea,\u003cbr\u003eAnd hide me in your heart,\u003cbr\u003eAnd defend me from mine enemies.\u003cbr\u003eHelp me, Miss L, help me, help me.\u003cbr\u003eIn saecula saeculorum. Amen.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAlthough the deadline was less than a quarter of an hour away, he was\u003cbr\u003estill working on his leader. He had gone as far as: \"Life is worth while,\u003cbr\u003efor it is full of dreams and peace, gentleness and ecstasy, and faith\u003cbr\u003ethat burns like a clear white flame on a grim dark altar.\" But he found\u003cbr\u003eit impossible to continue. The letters were no longer funny. He could not\u003cbr\u003ego on finding the same joke funny thirty times a day for months on end.\u003cbr\u003eAnd on most days he received more than thirty letters, all of them alike,\u003cbr\u003estamped from the dough of suffering with a heart-shaped cookie knife.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOn his desk were piled those he had received this morning. He started\u003cbr\u003ethrough them again, searching for some clue to a sincere answer.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDear Miss Lonelyhearts--\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI am in such pain I dont know what to do sometimes I think I will kill\u003cbr\u003emyself my kidneys hurt so much. My husband thinks no woman can be a good\u003cbr\u003ecatholic and not have children irregardless of the pain. I was married\u003cbr\u003ehonorable from our church but I never knew what married life meant as I\u003cbr\u003enever was told about man and wife. My grandmother never told me and she\u003cbr\u003ewas the only mother I had but made a big mistake by not telling me as it\u003cbr\u003edont pay to be innocent and is only a big disappointment. I have 7 children\u003cbr\u003ein 12 yrs and ever since the last 2 I have been so sick. I was operated\u003cbr\u003eon twice and my husband promised no more children on the doctors advice\u003cbr\u003eas he said I might die but when I got back from the hospital he broke his\u003cbr\u003epromise and now I am going to have a baby and I dont think I can stand it\u003cbr\u003emy kidneys hurt so much. I am so sick and scared because I cant have an\u003cbr\u003eabortion on account of being a catholic and my husband so religious. I\u003cbr\u003ecry all the time it hurts so much and I dont know what to do.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYours respectfully,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSick-of-it-all\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMiss Lonelyhearts threw the letter into an open drawer and lit a\u003cbr\u003ecigarette.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDear Miss Lonelyhearts--\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI am sixteen years old now and I dont know what to do and would\u003cbr\u003eappreciate it if you could tell me what to do. When I was a little girl\u003cbr\u003eit was not so bad because I got used to the kids on the block makeing fun\u003cbr\u003eof me, but now I would like to have boy friends like the other girls and\u003cbr\u003ego out on Saturday nites, but no boy will take me because I was born\u003cbr\u003ewithout a nose--although I am a good dancer and have a nice shape and my\u003cbr\u003efather buys me pretty clothes.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI sit and look at myself all day and cry. I have a big hole in the middle\u003cbr\u003eof my face that scares people even myself so I cant blame the boys for\u003cbr\u003enot wanting to take me out. My mother loves me, but she crys terrible\u003cbr\u003ewhen she looks at me.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhat did I do to deserve such a terrible bad fate? Even if I did do some\u003cbr\u003ebad things I didnt do any before I was a year old and I was born this\u003cbr\u003eway. I asked Papa and he says he doesnt know, but that maybe I did\u003cbr\u003esomething in the other world before I was born or that maybe I was being\u003cbr\u003epunished for his sins. I dont believe that because he is a very nice man.\u003cbr\u003eOught I commit suicide?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSincerely yours,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDesperate\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe cigarette was imperfect and refused to draw. Miss Lonelyhearts took\u003cbr\u003eit out of his mouth and stared at it furiously. 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