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The
timeless love affair on screen and off between Jeanette MacDonald & Nelson
Eddy
by Sharon Rich
© 1994, 2001 by Sharon Rich
ISBN: 0-9711998-1-7 Book Signing/Luncheon/Film Program/Memorabilia Sale - 2008 Dates and Locations!

"Offers considerable proof they may have been secret lovers for years." -Robert Osborne "People who like a good love story, especially a real-life one, will take Sweethearts to heart." - Chattanooga Times
"One of the finest books about Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer and Hollywood during the Golden Era. You'll enjoy every word of Sweethearts and you will find a new meaning when viewing their musicals. Then you’ll read it a second time." Jane Ellen Wayne, author of The Golden Guys of MGM Click here to buy the book(The following is an excerpt from Chapter One. All rights
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CHAPTER
1
October
17-22, 1943
As the sun was setting, Jeanette and Nelson
went to their favorite spot overlooking Lake Tahoe.
There they performed a sentimental wedding ceremony. Jeanette sang "Indian Love
Call", a song they'd made famous, then they knelt together and
promised to love, honor, and cherish each other forever. Their vows were
performed without witnesses, and without a clergyman. They were renewing the
pledge of love they'd exchanged eight summers before in 1935, at this very
place, while filming their second movie together, Rose Marie.
But now it had to be done in secret because
legally and in the public eye, each was happily married to someone else. A
series of incredible events had prevented their wedding from ever taking place
and had hurtled them into lifestyles from which they now could not extricate
themselves. By necessity they lived double lives-a rollercoaster ride with
moments of great passion countered by even longer stretches of agonizing
separation. Sometimes the burden was too difficult to bear; they'd battled back
from numerous breakdowns and suicide attempts during their years together.
That was why now in the final days of 1943,
they needed to get away from the world and reaffirm their love and their faith
in a God they trusted to somehow, someday, make things right for them.
Jeanette took a ring off her finger and handed
it to Nelson. It was a stunner -- an emerald surrounded by diamonds that had
cost him $40,000 in 1935. Sometimes she wore it in public on her wedding
finger, more often on a chain around her neck. "Your dear life is bound to
me forever," Nelson said as he slipped the ring back onto her finger and
kissed her.
They returned to their "honeymoon"
cabin, Nelson tenderly calling Jeanette "my wife." After dinner, they
discussed several topics, including the state of their careers, then retired to
their separate rooms. Recently, they had been keeping things on a
"spiritual" level, because intimacy brought with it such a
devastating letdown when they were forced to part. "The physical has always
been the least important for us," Jeanette claimed. But their willpower
would not hold out much longer.
Nelson kept a diary in which his impassioned
writings reveal a man quite different than his public ever knew. He told
Jeanette that the diary was her "insurance,"something she could always
treasure in case anything ever happened to him. The following entry, dated
December 3, 1943, chronicles their trip to Tahoe. The writing style is typical
of Nelson's personality, alternately Victorian and sexually graphic.
Three whole days and nights we had
been together, satisfied with our kisses, happy just being in love, but with
our goodnight kisses, little sweetheart, did you know how desperately I was
longing to keep you with me? Your bedroom became a symbol, and I knew that one
night soon I must step across the threshold and reclaim my wife....But there
was no hurry, I loved your delicacy, your sensitivity about it all...content
just to be with me. And then one evening I came and found you looking at an
album of stills of our work and suddenly you were facing me, speaking my name,
so gently, so sweetly, I almost wept. And it was at that moment that I knew I
would never have the strength to leave you alone this night.
I dreamed it would be like this. But
this night you were intoxicating beyond my fondest dreams so wonderful how I
wanted to forever keep your lips to mine....And then you said, 'You're making
me dizzy' But dearest, that is just what I wanted you to say...did you know I
understand all your secrets so well?...I loved the hard way you were trying to
keep repressed your rising emotions. We had been together three whole days and
nights without allowing this to happen it was all the sweeter for the waiting.
I crossed with you to your bedroom door, do you remember? And suddenly I knew
that I had to make you give me an invitation. Not by one word had you given me
any sign that you wanted me in that bedroom with you -- no, your delicate
lady-like manner never would -- so that's why I wanted to make you. I stooped
to kiss you and found you powerless to utter a word you were at the breaking
point. And then I said goodnight, hoping, oh how I was hoping, you wouldn't
disappoint me. I felt your numb little fingers cling to mine, and you whispered
my name ... with joy in my heart I lifted my darling in my arms and carried her
to my own bedroom and gathered you in heaven's own earthly bliss. And dearest,
did you know you were a very intoxicated little girl?...The curve of your white
little breast ... that intimate glorious part of you ... that magic evening ...
I remember telling you that you belonged to me that I would never let you go.
Oh my darling, what a
mistress for a man's home. I closed my eyes and imagined you presiding at my
table when we entertain our friends. How proud I shall be. In all the world
there never will have been a man so proud.
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At the end of the self-styled honeymoon Nelson
and Jeanette went their separate ways. With renewed urgency they tackled the
matter at hand: how could they finally free themselves from the disaster they'd
made of their lives?
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