The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1880-07-31
The Right OlG.-A Lesson for Lovers.


what language Adam declared his love to
Eve ?" inquired l, one day, from philoio-
gist of my acquaintance. Iput my question
with so much earnestness, that he answered
quite seriously, Eyes, to be sure, he made
his declaration of love in precisely the same
language as that in which she accepted
him"
A profound answer The only pity s,that
was not much wiser for it. But it is al
together pity-a very great pity that we
know so little about the love-makings before
the Flood. If any body could meet with
love-story Of that date, it would have more
freshness ard novelty in it than can be
found ia any Of our modern novels. And
really that love-making in the morning of
time, in the groves of Paradise, it must have
been quite out of the common wayl
All, there breathes still in this world
several thousand years old though it be--a
gentle gale of the spring time of Paradise,
through the life of every man, at the mo-
ment when he says, 81 love! l am be-
lovow
Yes. 1t thrills through every happy son
Of Adam at the moment when he finds his
Eve. But Adam himself was, in one re-
spect, better off than any of his sons; for as
there was only one Eve, he could make no
mistake; neither could she, on her side,
have either choice or repentance But we
our name is legion, and it is not easy for
us to discover who, in the swarm of the
children of Adam, is the right partner for
us. If every one would seriously confess
his experience in this respect, it would no
doubt be both instructive and amusing. And
as ! know no other way in which can in
struct or amuse the world, l will now seri-
ously confess what mistakes made when l
searched for my Eve, whom l first adored
in the person Of Rose Ervan.
want words to describe her. She had
fascinated me when | was but a cadet she
bewitched me before | had left the fourth
class. And, Of truth, there never did exist
a young lady moro dangerous to youth
of lively imagination. Her coquetry was so
natural, so mixed with goodness and child
ish grace, thatit was impossible to regard it
as any thing more than the most angelic
innocence. At the Military Academy, !
saw in my books her name and nothing be-
sides. III drew plaus of Notifications and
fortresses, Rose stood in the middle of my
circles and quadrants,and the only line that
perceived clearly was the road that led tc
her home; the verdurous Greendale.
Greendale was a cheerful place, where
there were always guests and parties. And
when the young people wished to have ar
excursion on the water, or any other enter
tainment, it was who always planned
every thing, and proposed it to the old baro
ness, the mother, the mother, for whom al
the children entertained a very considerabl,
and wholesome respect. On these occasions
she used to say, "My dear sir, if you ar,
with the children, will permit ID for
trust to you, and know that you will TAX,
care Of them"
"Yes to be sure" replied, though ia,
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and never took notice ofany body, anything
excepting Rose!
Many one was fascinated just as wa
fascinatedj but persuaded myself that
was the only lucky fellow who had he
preference. Once was terribly jealous.
certain Mr.. T. Ia professor OF languages,
believe) came TO Greendale, played, sung
and ohattered French; and immediately
Rose forgot me, TO chat, and play, and sim
with Mr.. T., making herself altogether a
charming to him as she had hitherto beel
to me. / was desperatei went away owe
meadows and fields saw neither hedges no
gates, stumbled into bitches and brooks
aud reached home furious as a blunderbus:
But, behold Mr. T. was gone, and Ros
was again charming to me, and was in
stantly as much under hsr fascination q
ever, fully convinced that it was all m
fault, aud that was Turk, monster
nay, quite an Othello Of Jealousy.
After / had sighed and burned a eonsid
cradle time, made up my mind TO proeee
to the declaration of my love- It is true
was still very young, not three and twenty