The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1878-03-14
LOVES A b C.
g Going to Europe ?"

men sitting at an open window on the
second story of the "Ocean Hotel, !"
Long Branch. Both the young men
were smoking.
eyes; / am going to Europe, was the
reply. CT will be frank with you, Char
ley, for we were at school together, were
chums at college, and have been close
friends ever since. I will say to you
what [ could say to no one else; and I
feel must unburden myself to some
body"
GA woman, of course ?" said his
friend, sententiously, selecting fresh
cigar.
Yes; woman"
Miss Temple ?"
Isabel Temple"
Just as I supposed. But look here,
Hal, is she not bit Of blue-stock-
ing?"
Harry Darnley WINGED. He could not
bear that any one should speak dispar-
agingly of the woman he loved, and
Charley Rossiter used the phrase, he
knew, disparagingly.
ct do not think So" he answered.
"She ranks intellect above all else; is
fond of the society of men of ability
rs@her than that of mere boys; likes, in
fact, to talk of things, not persons; in
other words, is no gossip, as SO many
women are. II that is being blue
stocking, then she is one"
g Presisely. Reads Darwin, Herbert
Spencer and Huxley. I don't mean to
be offensive, but isn't this your half
fedged female lecturer7 Before long,
mark me, she'll be haranguing from a
platform, probably in full Boomers.
with monkey, jacket and mans hat. :"
Even Harry could hardly repress a
smile. But he replied, warmly:
you do her great injustice. She is
thorough woman at heart, with infinite
capacities for sympathy, self-sacrifce,
tenderness, devotion. Only nothing has
yet touched her deeper nature"
"You mean that no man has ever yet
won her love, interrupted Charley.
Harry finished, without noticing the
interruption: GAS she is full of char
acter, she feels the need of doing some
thing, and so throws herself heart and
soul into all the movements, from the
Radical Club down."
sob yes; goes to feminine conven-
ticles, rethey read poems and essays,
admire each other, and listen to trans
cendental fools lecturing. Faith, Harry,
[ thought you had more sense than to
fall in love with girl of that kind.
Grant she is pretty, charming, fascinat-
ing, even. [ am quite ready to admit
the two last, and I know she is beauti-
full, bat for heavens sake don't marry
any woman who thinks more of herself
than she ever will OF anybody else"
Harry took turn up and down the
room to calm his irritation, regretting
that he had made a confdant of this
cynical Charley.
I" You entirely mistake her" he said,
sgt last. "You should see her in the
privacy of her home, as I have; for
: first met her year ago at her fathers
country seat. Her little sisters fairly
worship her; so do ell the poor of the
neighborhood A woman more free
from afectation, or who is less self-con-
&scious, never lived"
'And she will have none of you ?"
IS In every way have shown my love,
'buS she will not let me speak. She
seeuas to wish to spare me refusal. and
in that reveals the delicacy of a true
woman"
"Well, old fellow, Tn sorry for you.
You're not the sort of man either that
really first women dislike, and that
"convinces me that you overrate this Miss
Temple. If she knew you as I do, she'd
crawl on her hands and knees to beg you
not to go away, but to remain here, and
live for her.
"Some day" said Harry, with sigh,
" she'll find she has heart, and then
you'll see how you have maligned her.
She's the sort of girl to die for the
man she loves"
"Stuff and nonsense She'll die for
nobody unless, when older, she dyes for
herself. Pardon the pun, know it's
intolerable, but it's good enough for her.
& only hope her hair, instead Of coming
out chestnut color, will come out blue.
Hal hal
You may laugh at women who are
intellectual, and sheer at them for
blues, answered Harry, sternly "but
for my part [ wouldn't marry one who
wasn't Think of being tied for whole
lifetime to silly woman. But with one
as bright, as full of spirits, as cultivated
as Miss Temple for wife and compan-
ion, ones home would never grow dull.
GA perfect woman, nobly plann'd
To warn, to comfort aud command
And yet spirit stil and bright,
With something of an angel light.
~s' Heaven bless her hope the man who
wins her, when I'm far away and forgot
ten, will be worthy Of SO rich prize.
81 wish him JOY Of his icicle. The
cold glitter of steel; all brains, no heart.
She isn't capable of learning even the
A B @ of love, and never will be. For
get her. Harry"