Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1875-01-30

in the parlor one evening, Nelson b
ing down in the city, Este said
Dick:
80, Mr. Dick, you will be here
but one party. it is just like you
} run off when you are most needed"
You know it is absolutely essenti,
} to my health that 1 should soon see Ii
genial face of Larry"
Yes, | know it is. How | do eny
you those nice drivesyou will have be
hind your pretty ponies. When yo
get there you will forget us all here
sNo, Miss Este, 1 will not forge
you; how can L? That Nelson ha
broken my heart by monopolizing Mis-
Willard. Just to think, as soon as
had complied with your commands
and fallen desperately in love with her
heswoops down upon US and bears he
off without so much as saying by you
leave lam going 20 be an old bach
elor now, sure enough"
THAT is too bad, Mr.. Dick, wher
you get home don't beat Larry fol
other peoples SINS"
Il will not, but will have my re-
venge. Twill go home, and drive my
ponies alone, will not let any one ride
with me, I'le look sour at everybody,
| would revenge myself on him with
pistols and coffee, ifI were not afraid of
him."
Mr.. Dick will forget all these bach
elor resolutions when he gets home. {"
Not l. To show that l am in earn
est, you know you told me some time
ago, that you would not visit G. again
till next autumn. Now l tell you no
other person, male or female shall
have ride with those ponies till you
return to G. Don't you see how saw
agely in earnest l am"
Dick said this in seemingly great
earnestness. Este laughed and re-
piled, Il declare believe you are
growing sensible of late"
II have been so all the time. You
know true heart loves but once; if
that love is not requited it turns to
its self, and the individual becomes an
old bachelor, or an old maid as the
case may be. Dick said this partly in
earnest and partly in fun. Este did
not know how to reply, as she said
nothing he. continued. las I have
seen the wreck of all my hopes, 1 shall
return to my den and growl at every
one that passes"
Albert and Virginia were engaged
in serious conversation. 1t was the
first opportunity they had since Mel
sons arrival. 1.-The mind and soul are
one and inseparable said he. The
mind is the immortal part our of ma
ture"
Il can't say they are one. | have
always looked upon them as being sep
parate and distinct from each other.
Bad men seem to have no souls, but
they sometimes have powerful minds.
Some men never seem to have a good
impulse"
THAT is true, Miss Virgin, yet their
minds and souls are certainly the same.
The heart has nothing to do with our
good impulses. The heart you know
is by general acceptation, taken as the
seat of the affections. This, in my
opinion, is erroneous"
why, how, DR.? you are making
great innovations in my preconcieved |
opinions; you will tell me directly
there is no such passion as love-"
mo, no, think that is the purest
and noblest element-if l may SO call
t-of our minds"
What then is love according to
your idea of the passion" she in
Iuired:
Love, as | take it, is the ethereal
substance of our brains that teaches
is to acknowledge the beauties of na-
.ure and art. 1t is that portion ofour
minds which lifts us from the misera-
Die condition of cosmopolitanism,
which breaks down all barries to yir-
ue, truth and honor, and places US upon
he firm basis of pure philanthropy,
,auses us to admire, respect and ven
crate all that is truly good and noble
n man. We love because it is essen
ial to our peace and happiness. 1t is
he mission of man to love some OBJ
ect with all the strength of his ma
ure, to live and act and strive for the
attainment of that object. We may
,oast ourselves, cynical and careless,
Is to the action of the pure elements
IF the brain. Yet, that brain will seek
is affinity and when found, there will
exist that faith and trust in
he two thus brought together, that
will cause them to desire to be ever near
ZACH other. Unless our brain had been
endowed with this element, life would
nave no attraction. Man would never
nave reached his present state of en-
ightenment and refinement, but would
now be grove!ing in pagan darkness.
"Dr. you don't think we love all
alike do you? Is there not a differ
,nce in the feelings we bear different
Individuals p
Most certainly; love may be divid-
ID into separate parts, yet susceptible
,f being blended into a whole"
please give me the divisions and
heir bearing upon each other"
"Well, my theory is, that the divis-
ons are three-admiration, respect and
Admiration is the princi-
pie of our mind that enables us to see
the beauties of the object presented
For instance, we see the beautiful
lower unfolding its tiny leaflets. notice
The exquisite blending of its colors,
md inhale the fragrance of its per-
iume, we then admire its beauty and
fragrance. Again, we witness the
mighty fights of genius, the mighty