New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1876-03-26

bian. The sisters detained ana pro
tested, and two hearts were broken. Why
Because q hundred years ago one soldier
killed another that threatened the Kings
life in battle. sThis gave him title and
honors, and his great grandchild atonef
for the blood that then flowed with dis.
appointed life.
"Statists say that every hour heart is
broken, and l believe it. But why? AL.
most always because the world allows no
love between those not related except as
man and wife. 1.-two girls love the same
man, one must fall a sacrifice. When two
men love the same girl, one or both must
fall sacrifice. Why? Can one not love
a girl without wanting to marry her-can
one not look at woman without wanting
to possess her? You close your eyes, and
| feel that I have said too much. The
world has made the hottest thing in life
the meanest. But enough, Mary! Let
US speak the language Of the world, if we
| must deal in it and with it, But let US
keep sanctuary where two hearts may
| speak the pure language of the heart care
less of the world outside. Even the world,
however, honors this retirement, this
courageous resistance with which noble
hearts, in the consciousness Ct their rights,
oppose the common course Of things. The
considerations, the prophecies, the pref
dices of society are like creeping plant.
1t is beautiful to see green ivy, With its
thousand tendrils and roots, decorating
strong wall; but it must not be permitted
to overgrow, or it Will penetrate into all
the crevices of the building, and destroy
the cement that holds it together. Be
mine, Mary; follow the voice of your heart.
The word that is now hanging on your lips
determines forever my life and yours, my
happiness and yours
was silent. The hand that held in
mine returned the warm pressure OF the
heart. All within her was storm and tu-
multi, and the blue sky that lay before me
never seemed SO beautiful as now, where
the storm drove by, cloud on cloud.
"And why do you love me?" she said,
softly, as if she must still delay the mo-
ment of decision.
"Why, Mary: Ask the child why it was
born: ask the flower why it blossoms; ask
the sun why it shines. Hove you because
must love you. But if 1 must tell you
more, let this book that lies beside you
speak for me:
THAT which is best should be dearest
of all things to us, and in our love of it
neither helpfulness nor unhelpfulness, adj
vantage nor injury, gain nor loss, praise
nor blame, nor anything of the kind,
should be regarded, but what is in truth
the noblest and best of all things should |
be also the dearest, for no other cause than |
that it is the noblest and best.
Hereby may man order his life with |
in and without. His outward life, for |
among creatures one is better than another,
according as the Eternal Good manifesteth |
itself and worketh more in one than in |
another. Now that creature in which the !
Eternal Good most manifesteth itself, shin |
eth forth, marketh, is most known and |
loved, is the best; and that wherein the |
Eternal Good is least manifested, is the least |
good of all creatures. Therefore, when
we have to do with creatures, and hold
converse with them, and take note of their
diverse qualities, the best creatures must |
always be the dearest to us, and we must
cleave to them and unite ourselves with
them
MARY, because you are the best crea-
ture that know, therefore love you,
therefore you are dear to me-therefore
We love each other. Say the word that
lives in you, say that You are mine; do not
deny your inmost feeling. God has des-
tined you to a life of suffering-He sends
me to you, to suffer with you. Your bur-
den shall be my burden, and we will
bear it together, as ship bears the
heavy sails, that shall lead it at last
through the storms of life to safe haven"
She grew stiller and stiller. A soft
glow played upon her cheeks like still
sunset. She opend her eyes wide. The
sun shone again with wonderous splen-
dor.
81 am yours" she said "God wills it.
Take me just as I am. AS long as live
I'm yours, and may God bring US together
n higher life and reward you for your
oye."
We clasped each other in fond en-
brace, my lips, with soft kiss closed the
lips upon which the benediction of my
life had just lowered. Time stood still
for US; the world around us had vanished.
A deep sigh burst from her breast "may
God pardon me this happiness, she whis-
oered. 'Now leave me, can bear it no
onger. Good-by, till we meet again, my
riend, my beloved, my saviorv'
Those were the last words that ever {
leard from her. But mo- had gone 1
ZONE and lay on my couch in uneasy ,
lreams. 1t was past midnight, when the
dofrath entered my room.
''Our angel is in heaven, he said; s'here
the last greeting that she sends you"
With these words he gave me letter. I
t contained the ring that she had once
iven to me and to her, with the words. :
As God ,c;us." 1t was wrapped in an b
Id paper, and on it she had at one time
'ritten the words that had spoken to U
er as child: "What is mine is thine
ny Mary" Hours long we sat together 3 3