The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1858-08-13
From the Atlantic Monthly.
THE ROMANCE OF A GLOVE.
Concluded.)

owe had voyage of eleven days
But to me an immense amount of expert
ence was crowded into that brief period.
The fine exhiaration Of that start,-the
breeze gradually increased to gale; then
horrible sea-sickness, home-slckness, love-
sickness, after which, the weather which
sailors love, games gayety, and Irritation.
There is no such social freedom to be en-
loved anywhere as on board an ocean
steamer. The breaking up Of an old asso-
ciatious, the opening Of "A fresh existence
the necessity of new relationships,-this
fuses the crust of convcntionality, quickness
the springs of life, and renders character
sympathetic and fluent. The past is easily
put away we become plastic to new in
fluences; we are delighted at the descov-
cry of unexpected affinities, and astonished
to find in ourselves SO much wit, ,eloqucnce,
and fine susceptibility, which We did not,
before dream we possessed.
"This freedom is especially provocative
of Irritation We see each fair brow touch
ed With a halo whose colors are the rehec-
tion of our own beautiful dreams. Love
illness is ten-fold more lovely, bathed in
this atmosphere of romance; and man
hood is invested with ideal graccs. The
love within us rushes, with swift, sweet
heart-bcats, to meet the love responsive
in some other. Don't think | am now
artfuly preparing your mind to excuse what
| am about 10 confess, Take these things
into consideration, if you will; then
think as you please of the weakness and
wild impulse with which fell in love with
owe will call her Flora. The most
superb, captivating creature that ever
ensnarcd the hearts Of the sons Of Adam.
A fine olive complexion; magnificent
dark auburn hair; eyes full of fire and
softness lips that could pout or smile
with incoml arably fascination; figure
of surprising symmetry, just yaluptuous
enough. But, after all, her great power
lay in her freedom from all afectation
and conventionality,-in her spontaneity,
her free, sparkling, and vivacious man
ners. She was the most daring and daz-
zling of woman, without ever appearing
immodest or repulsive. She walked with
such proud, secure steps over the COM
monty accepted barriers of social inter-
course, that even those who blamed her
and pretended to be shocked were COM
PEELED to admire. She was the belle, the
Juno, of the saloon, the supreme orna-
ment of the upper deck. Just twenty
NOT without viii and ulturc,-full of
poetry and enthusiasm. Do you blame
me Z"
"Not whit, said, "but for Margaret"
All, Margaret v' said Westwood, with
a sigh. "But, you see, had given her
up. And when one love is lost, there
sink such awful chasms into the soul, that
though they cannot be filled, we must at
least bridge them over with new affec-
ton. The number of marriages built in
this way, upon false foundations of hol-
lowness and despair, is incompatible
We talked Of Tilted lovers aud disappoint-
ed girls marrying 'out Of spite No
doubt, such pretty feelings hurries forward
many premature matches. But it is the
heart, left shaken, unsupported, wretch
edly sinking which reaches out its feelers
for sympathy, catches at the first pen
etrable point, and clings like a helpless
vine to the sunny-sided wall of the near
est consolation. If you wish to marry a
girl and can't, and are weak enough to de-
sire her still, this is what you should do
get some capable man to jilt her Then
seize your chance. All the affections
which have gone out to him, unmet, ready
to droop, quivering with the painful, hun
cry instinct to grasp some object, may
possibly lay hold Of you. Let the world
sneer; but God pity such natures, which
lack the faith and fortitude to live and die
truc to their best love-
"Out of my own mouth do l condemn
myself? Very well, condemn myself
peccdvi! II had ever loved Margaret
then ] did rot love Flora The same heart