New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1858-08-09
HUsB NDS VS. WV Hsi
or, Che Grant Principle.


or, Che Grent principle.
BY RI.
One Of my peculiares is strong tendency to diff
fer III opinion from other people upon almost every
possible subject. never mouth the matter come
have no doubt tie reader is fond Of roast beef
and plum pudding. Now, detest them Nothing
could be more gross, earthly, stultyng. Besides,
no man fond Of such stuff does ever did or ever can
sit down 90 a meal without running into excess.
Then comes custard, ice cream fruit, almonds, raj
Sons, wine You rise with a dstended stomach and
heavy head, and stagger away with BRITISH apathy.
am for light diet-milk, rice, fruit-sweet, harm.
less things Of nature. Ne lamb bleeds for me. No
stately OK is slain that l may feast Old mother
earth supplies my slender appetite The deep, deep
spring, clear as crystal-the inn cent vegetables
ethereal food. Thus am light as air. l am keenly
susceptible to every moral and natural beauty, which
few enthusiastic beef eaters are.
differ from everybody in another thing. believe
in love at first sight. We ought to be able to tell in
a week whether a woman would do for wife, The
judgment OF true love is intuitive glance, and it is
done. A man Of genius has in his own imagination q
standard Of the object of his love-an uneXpainabe
model-the prototype to which exists somewhere IN
reality although he may have never seen or heard OF
| her. This is wonderful but it is true. He wanders
about the world, mperYious to all the delicious,
| thrilling and souEmelting beams OF beauty TILL he
reaches the right one. There are blue eyes-they
are tender, but they touch not him. There are black
length, accident filings him into contact with cTea-
ture-he hears the tones of her Voice-he feels the
warm streams Of soul shining from her countenance.
Gaze meets gaze and thought sparkles into thought,
till the magic blaze is kndled, and-they fall in love
II sometimes happens, that for one model in the
imagination of this man OF genius, there are acct.
dentaly two or three prototypes in real life or
rather, be has two or three different models.
II is great misfortune for man to have more
models than They lead him astray. They in
volye him in difficulties They play the very devil
with him.
And vet etaphysiss.4s md phrenologists ought to
know llss-sS Is no affair of his If sChoolboy have
r1e organ Of destruetveness, you may whip him for
killing flies, but you must not wonder at him. II a
youth-but this brings me back again to my sub
ject
j never could tell how many of these models Fred
had great many, no doubt. He was a sad dog
a Don Juan-a sort Of Giovanni in London-and he
babe fair to he Giovanni iI-- but that was his
business
Oh, the sweet women It is almost incredulous.
He must have dealt in magic. 1t was perfect bless.
ing to be near him to catch the light and heat of
the thousand glances which fell upon him, and of
which you caught few stray ones. though only by
accident. Lovely women fell into his mouth like
ripe plums. He had clusters of them. They all
loved him, and he loved them all. His soul was as
| large as st. Peters
''What are you thinking of, Fred y said l.
/ g Caroline, he answered.
! q She who sailed yesterday for England?n
/ F" Ies-I love herr
g And she'-
He rose and opened an escrotore.
q Is it not perfectly beautiIul2 n
The sweet relic of golden sunshny hair lay curled
charmingly in rose colored envelope It did look
pretty But
Has Caroline such light har? " asked L 81
never knew always thought was observing only
yesterday that-sureIy, surely you have made some
mistake-see, what is that written in the paper
Julia n"
Fred hastily looked again in the little pigeon hole
and drew forth anDtherrOse c0ored enYelop-anothel
and another.
smiled so did he.
" What vile, narrow prejudice it Isl said Fred.
'What2n
ffty-nay, hundred times | ai,gayS loved some
one. Sometimes two at time-sometimes twenty
" Heartless! exclaimed /. This is not lore
Love is sole, absorbing pure constant immutable
| {" Hark ye' said Fred. seldom cease to love.
Adding another angel to the list does not infer the
striking out any Of the Others There is no limit A
man of soul loves just as be happens TO be placed in
relation to woman l warmed by them as | am
when | stand in the sunshine. Because l have a
garden here, when the beams Of the god of day fall
on my shoulder with pleasing ardor-must | not
feel the warmth when stand in yOuT garden yon
DER 1t is great priuCiple-shoud the object OF
my early love die mist ever be thereafter dead to
the most exquisite of human passions? Death is
only absence. know twelve pretty women. They
are better than men. Nature made them SO. They
are all dierent-all excellent-aI divine. Can be
blind? Can / be deaf Shall DENY that their
voices are sWeet-their hearts tendei-their minds
clear and intelligent? No. love them all-Jua,
Mary, Fanny, Heen, Henrietta Eliza. never think
Of them without sensations Of delight
Frederick felt hand upon his shoulder. He
| looked up. 1t was Mrs B.. his wife.
g The d-l!n said he,
I had withdrawn, Of course am a bachelor my.
/ MIR
/ did not come down TO dinner. Mr.. B. did not come
home to tea didnot get upneXt morning to break
fast, So could not know what was the result.
! Mrs. B. is oneof the very loyeliest women ever
met. believe | have two three! 1t is pleasant
enough, but then-every rose has its thorns,
g. Only think p said she to me, her eyes moistened
| with tears, her cheeks crmsOned with shame, her
| bosom FACILITATING with distress, twelve he loves
/ twelve, he says
"a whole jury, said I.
." 1t is monstr0us y said she.
/ "MOnstrous, indeed IT. echoed /,
What il | should love twelve officers u said she
." Tit for tat said |.
Cor six, said She
{. Too good for him, said l, taking her hand.
| 'sOr three, said she.
Cor one said I, drawing her toward me, and
kissing her soft lips She was my only sister, and
always loved her
The plot was arranged. Frederick had meditated
a Journey of two days, but was called back by an
anonymous note, at nine the same evening.
Tall women are scarce! We hired the uniforms at
the taors'
g ] am thnnderstruck!" exclaimed Fred to me
:. The world Is at an end. The sun is out, What !
hate-my dear Kate ~ Tears gushed from his eyes.
!" saw it myself, said the servant.
" Kiss her!
"Six times, said john
Frederick caught the pistol and pointed it at his
head wrenehed it from his grasp.
: Come with me, said. Perhaps il may be a
We opened the door softly In the next room sat
Mrs. :. at her feet richly dressed young soldier
who kissed her hand, received from her a lock of
hair swore he loved her, and left her with an ardent
embrace.
+" am suffocating,a said Fred.
Hush y exclaimed, See there is another
How familiar he seats himself by her side-takes her
| hand ~
" shall strangle to DEATH"
Patience