The evening light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1881-1883, 1883-01-22
4 SUNDAY SERMON.
The Way a Newspaper Writer Connects
Love and Opera Tickets.

me way Newspaper Writer Connects
Love and Opera Tickets.
Special Correspondence of the Evening Light.
GALVESTON, Texas, January 20.-ThrOugh
the fog, mist, and slush two young people arm
m armwcre to be seen slowly and meditativeIy
jogging along. | could but wonder that they
preferred walking TO the cars, and on such Il
night, too They kept up a constant hum of
chat, and unavoidably overhearing enough of
their sweet words to have my curious bump
show signs Of life, | mentally said 10 my
bachelor heart, this Is a cosmopolitan city,
we're strangers in it, and what's the harm if
do enjoy their tctc-a-tetcr My way seemed to
be their way. | was walking for the mere
pleasure of the exercise and the company of
my own thoughts. | guess they were too His
tones were half Gliding, with an unusual pa
thOS and tender rcprOaCh cOmmingled, as he
said, Now, Lucy, you don't love me, or you
would never, no never, go with that young -
to another party, nor dance the round dances
with that dctcsted set | really can't
bear it. 1t humans me somehow
and | feel as if could eat you up and kill
somebody else, in fact all Of them" Susies
musical voice chimed in now and then, saying
Ned, don't be jealous; you know very well
don't love any of them 4 bit; | only endure
them for the sake OF having your dear society
when they aren't around" and here they fell
to such Il Subducd billing and cooling, that the
delicious sounds fell in salt, mclliuous cadence
on your correspondents ear, and thence
fell into a kind OF reVcric, wandering back
into the sacred chambers OF my heart TO that
period in my own life when all things seemed
rare hued, and the bewitChing glamour of
youthful love spread itself through the wOaf
and warp of my young existence. | could but
wish that bliSSful ignorance of humanity, with
its sweet trust, had lasted longer. Love they
say is blind, and so ii really seems, for who
among us that have felt the tender passion eNer-
ciScd their reasoning faculties much! They only
knew they were in love with each other and
didn't want TO know more. Well, now, if this
ignorance makes folks SO happy, why not keep
il up: Can't you say Cupid deserts you; and
10 your eyes are opened, and you see-see
what! Why each others faults and imperfec-
tiOnS where yOu saw only DerfectiOn-thrOugh
the love gods eyes-but both have faults; let
those of the one counterbalancc the other.
SefshneSS kills love outright. am going to
say word or two for the benefit of my fellow
married masculines whose wives seem cold,
distant and treat them generally to so much
indifference. You just try unseffshness on
them, yield up your pleasure and pet comforts
for few times, Just TO get your hand i'm, some
thing like you did all the time in your counting
days. Then mark how surprised she will be-
and then kindlier feeling than sur
prise will gradually spread itself over her
face. Something you say TO your own
heart, Like she used to look" Why her
sweet expression is actually contagious for she
looks at you and has something of the same
thought about your looks.
Well, well, here ] am actually out to the
pavilion when intended going in 10 hear the
reverend Catholic father preach but no mat
| ter, we've had sermon all of our own, and if
| the readers of the LIGHT will pardon me for
thinking aloud and just for the rarity of il put
my theory of unseiishncss into practice more
| there will be more happy married men among
you. Think you the man who slips OIL to the
| theatre or opera alone, FOR economy, because
he can't afford two tickets, will find sunny
| eyed love TO greet him on his thrcsholdY No
| nor does he deserve il Here the band struck
up such an inspiring national air that ! forgot
/ my mOralLiug, and even the young lovers. and
reNeled for the moment i'm patriotic thrills
| love of my own Sunny South land;
| nut suddenly remembering tnat ! hadn't
seen the sun for over Il week, | came
10 my humdrum self, just as the music ceased,
and that pretty creature with the brown CurlS
and beWitching eyes whom l had been admir-
ing for some time, came tOa most ungraceful
pause in her skating, caused by a regular
tumble. What contract yes, but tits By con-