The River Falls journal. (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1857-1861, 1859-06-29

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all loved him, and he loved them ALL
His soul was as large St. Paul's
What are you thinking, Fred 2 said I.
Caroline, be answered.
SHE who sailed Yesterday for Englsnd'
sYes-I loved her.
'And she?'
He rose and opened an escrtore.
IS it not perfectly beautiful
! The sweet relic of golden sunshiny hair
| lay curled charmnely in rose colored
envelope. 1t did look pretty. But
Has Caroline B such light hair?'
asked I. 4 never newt ALWAYS thought
Il was observing only yesterday that
surely, surely you have made no mistake
= see what is that written at the bottom
of the paper. Julia?'
Fred hastily looked again in the little
pigeon hole. and drew forth another rose
cclored envclopn-another and another.
! I smied-so did no.
sWhat vile narrow predjudiee it is,'
said Fred.
sWhat!
That man can love only once. have
| loved twenty-ffty--nay hundred times.
I always love some one. Sometimes two
| or n fxuapfut
sHeartess,' exclaimed I. This is not
lore love is soul-absorbing, pure, constant
end immutable.'
'Hark ye,' said Fred. 4 seldom cease
to love. Adding another angel to the
list does not infer the striking out of any
Of the others. There is no limit. A man
of soul loves just as he happens to be plac
ed in relation to woman. am warmed
by them as I am when stand in the san
shine. Because ] have garden here,
when the beams of the god of the day fall
on my Shoulders with pleasant arder-
must | not feel the warmth when l stand
in the garden yonder? It is the great
principIe--should the object of my early
love die must be ever thereafter dead to
the most exquisite Of human passions p
Death is only absence. I know twelve
pretty women. They are better than
men. Nature made them so. Can l be
blind? Can l be deaf? Shall I deny
that their voices are sweet--their hearts
tender-their minds clear and intelligent?
No, love them all. Julia, Mary, Fanny,
Helen, Henrietta, Eliza. | never think
of them thout sensations of delight
Frederick felt hand upon his shout
der. He looked up. 1t was Mrs. B., his
wife.
The DEVIL he said.
had withdrawn, of course. I am
bachelorrny self. Curtain lectures are not
in my way. Mrs. B. did not come down
to dinner. Mr.. B. did not come to tea
I did not get up next morning to break
fast. so did not know what was the re-
suit.
Mrs. B. is one of the loveiiest women |
ever met. / believe l have two or three
models myself. 1t is pleasant enough,
but then--every rose has its thorns.
'Only think she said to me, her eyes
moistened with tears, her cheeks crimson
ed with shame, her bosom palpitating
with distress, twelve. he loves twelve he
says
a whole jury, said /.
1T is monstrous, said she.
.Monstrous indeed said l..
what if 1 should love twelve officers,
said she
Tit for tat. said I.
sOr six said she.
Too good for him., said 1.
sOr three said she.
'Or one,' said 1.
The plot was arranged. Frederick had
me litated two days journey but was
called by an anonymous note the same
evening.
Tall women are so scarce! We hired
the uniforms at the tailor's.
: 4 am thunderstruck, exclaimed Henry
to me. The world is at end. The sun
is out. What! Kate my dear Kate /!
Tears gushed from bis eyes.
i saw it myself said the servant.
Kissed herr
six times, said John.
Frederick caught the pistol and pointed
at his head, wrenched it from his grasp
Come with me- said. Perhaps it
may be mistake.
We opened the door softly. In the
next room sat Mrs. Bat her feet a
richly dressed young soldier, who kissed
! her hand, received from her q lock Of hair.
, sworo he loved hos, ard left Dor viii 80