The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1879-12-11

friend, said l, becoming really inter
ested in his case, 'come, let US reason
the matter out why should you com
plain because you have been unfortu
nate in love? Don't you know wha
the poet says2
The lot of girls was to deceive
Since winter first was snowy.
tWomen have been false to theil
lovers from all time women will be
false to their lovers to all time
But no woman has ever been g.
false to her lover as this woman was
to me-
Lots of 'em have
mo; none could be-
sBut tell you thousands of 'em
have. l know one whose conduct
towards an intimate friend of mine
was. Why should you kill your
self because one pretty woman has
played you false? Seek another one
"a prettier one.
'In vain, in vain,' he groaned; sshe
was the only woman in the world l
ever cared for-the handsomest wo-
man in all Paris, SIR
%, bosh. know a hundred hand
somer and more tender than she ever
could be. You may think in the first
moments of soreness that there are no
other women In the world, but in a
month from now you will be pre-
pared to admit how silly it was to en-.
tertain such q thought
vi.
Ny eloQuence seemed so convincing
and my position SO sound that it was
. pleasure to me to listen to myself
/ went on:
What good will it do you to hang
yourself? Tell me, if you can, what
useful purpose will be subserved. Eli.
ther the woman has heart or she has
net. If she has no heart
'She has none--none'
'Of course che has none. Therefore
your death will only be agreeable to
her-will only fatter her. 1t is big
advertisement for q woman to have q
man kill himself on her account. What
will the public say-the boys2 They'll
say. Charles was an asa silly ass
Yes, Charles, everybody will say You
were a silly ass, and everybody will
be right in saying go. - 'n''2" .iiff.
- 1 Iwaxed eloquent IN point of fact,
for some moments il had occurred to
me that I was arguing my own case,
pleading for my own life. I heaped
fact upon fact, added argument to ar
gument, with such earnestness and
closeness of reasoning that my friend
Charles at last fell into my arms and
cried, you are right, you are right
bid me do whatever you would and
I will obey you.
All right said I, 'let us go and get
some breakfast
/ brought him back to the Golden
Lion. 1 was terribly hungry.
The table at which we seated our
selves was neatly set, and aided ones
appetite by its snowy linen, its glitter
ing glassware. its golden brown loaves
and its yellow butter.
When thick and juicy steak with
potatoes had been served up to us,
tapping our prisoned nostrils in the
elysium of its appetising odors and
our knives in its vermeil es.
sence. and we had tasted the first glass
of some remarkably particular Bor-
deaux, we were rapturously silent,
but our speaking eyes said--nay,
shouted; sWell, life isn't such a bad
thing, after ALL
If I hadn't met you,' said Charles,
reaching across the table to squeeze my
hand.
IF hadn't met him. I thought, as
returned his cordial grsap.
1t was the most remarkable piece
ofluck ever heard Of he continued
don't suppose that human being
goes through that cepse twice
remained discreetly client.
But, l say, you know he went on
10 if a sudden light had flashed upon
him, what were you doing in that
lonely part of the wood at that early
hour of the morning.?
l could not help blushing guiltily.
you were going to hang yourself,
too.
1 was-upon the very same tree.
Here is the rope had in my pocket.
The best joke ever heard of, said
as we clinked our glasses
Adapted from the French.