Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1858-08-14
HUS BANDS vs.. WIVES:
Or. the Great prjuciplP

ing Besides- no man fond Of such stuff does,
ever did, or ever can, sit down to a meal with
out running into excess. Then comes cuStard,
ice cream, fruit, almonds, raisins, wine. You
rise with distended stomach. a nd heavy head.
and stagger away with british apathy. | am
fOr light dlet-milk, rice, fruit-sweet. harm
less things of nature. No lamb bleeds for me.
NO stately OK is slain that l may feast Old
mother earth supplies my slender appetiteS
The deep, deep spring clear as erystal-the in
nOcent egetables-ethereal food. Thus am
light as air. l am keenly susceptible to every
moral and natural beauty, which few enthusi-
astic beef eaters are.
/ differ from every body in another thing. /
believe in love at first sight We ought to be
able to tell in a week whether n woman would
do Tor wife. The Judgment Of true love is in
tultlve; n glance and it is done A man of
genius has in his own Imagination a standard
OF the object of his love-an unexplainable
mOdel-the prototype to which exists some
where in reality, although he may have never
seen or heard Of her. This is wonderful, but
1t Is true. He wsnders about the world i'm
Perylous to all the delicious, thrilling. and soul
melting beams Of beauty, till be reaches the
right one. There are blue eyes-they are
tender, but they touch not him. There arc
blaek-they are piercing, but his heart remains
whole AT length, accident filings him into
contact with a cTesture-he hears the tones of
her Volee-he feels the warm streams of soul
shlnlng from cOuntenance. Gaze meets gaze
ohN SpdrkleS INTO thought, TILL the
magic blaze is kindled, and-they fall in love
1t sometimes happens, that for one model in
the imagination Of this man of genius there are
accidentally two or three prototypes in real
life; or rather, be has two or three different
models
1t is great misfortune for a man to have
more models than one. They lead him astray
They involve him in difficulties. They play
the very devil with him.
,s%
AHd yet metaphysicians and phrenolcgists
ought to know, that it is 10 affair of his. If a
sehooleoy have the organ of destructiveness
yod may whip him for killing flies, but you
must not wonder at him. If a yOuth-but
this brings me back again TO my subject
L never could tell how many of these models
Fred had; great many, no doubt. lie was a
sad dOg-a Don Juan-a sort of Giovanni in
LOndon-and he babe fair to he Gioyanni in
but that was his business
Oh the sweet women, 1t il almost incredu-
louS. He must have dealt in magic il was q
perfect blessing to he 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
woman fell into his mouth like ripe plums He
had clusters OF them They all loved him. and
he loved them all. His soul was "a largo AS
St. Peters.
. What are you thinking of, Fred?'' said /.
L" Caroline, he answered
She who sailed yesterday for England ,"
Yes-I love her
And she -
He rose and opened an escritoire
8 is il not perfectly beautifu2'
The sweet relic of golden sunshiny hair Law
curled charmingly in a rose cOlOred enyelope
1t did look pretty. But
Has Caroline much light hair" asked |
never knew always thought was OBJ
hot
you have made some mistake-see vi hat is that
written in the paper Julia :; "
Fred hastily looked again the little pigeon
hole, and drew forth another rose colored en-
velOpe-anOther and another.
/ sIniled-so did he.
Fred
What"
That man loves only once Ihave twenty
-htty-nay. hundred times. L alwnys love
some one. Sometimes two at time-some-
times twenty
'HsartleSs," exclaimed L. This is not
love Love Is sole, absorbing, pure. constant
immu table;
''Hark We, said Fred Il seldom cease 70
love- Adding another angel 10 the list does
not infer the striking cut any Of the others
mere Is no limit. man Of soul loves lust as
he happens to be placed in relation to women
l am warmed by them, | am when stand
IN the sunshine. Because | have a garden
here, when the beams Of the god of day fall on
my shoulders with a pleasing ardor-must |
not feel the warmth when stand in Your gar
den yonder' 1t is great principle-shculd
the object Of my early love die, must be ever
thereafter dead To the most exquisite of human
passions Death is only absence. l know
twelve pretty women. They are better than
men. Nature made them so Thev are all
diferent-all excellent-all divine. Can be
blind Can l be deaf Shall / deny that
their voices are sweet-their hearts tender
their minds clear and intelligent No Hove
them all-Julia, Mary, Fanny Helen, Henri
eta, kilza- L never think Of them without
sensations Of delight.
Frederick felt hand upon his shoulder He
looked mp. 1t was Mrs b, his wife
The d." said he.
II bed Withdrawn, Of course. am a bachelor
mZntE Curtain lectures are not in my way.
Mf.iB trd not come down TO dinner. Mr. r
did not come home to tea. I did not get up
nfxr u0rniDg to breakfast. So could not
knsN-shst was the result.
.sohD
MR. B. is one Of the very loveliest women I
evsv hs. with. believe 4 have met two or
thfee IL Is pleasant enough, but then-eyery
rose ahAs its thorns.
"Only think said she to me, her eyes
moistened with tears, her cheek crimsOued with
shame, her bosom palpitating with distress,
twelve he loves twelve, he says"
. A whole jury said l.
- IL is monstrOus," said she
- Monstrous indeed, :" echoed l.
" w hat If should love twelve officers - said
she.
- Tit for tat" said l.
cor six - said she
Too good for hin, said l. taking her hand
''Or three, said she -,
g Or OnS, said 1, drawing her towards me,
and kissing her soft lips. She was my only
sister, and always loved her.
The plot was arranged. Frederick had medi-
tated journey ct two days, but was called
back by an anOnymus note, ut nine the same
evening.
Tall women are scarce. We hired the uni
forms at the tailors'.
" L am thunderstruck - exclaimed Fred 10
b. IL L.