Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1883-04-06
MY LOVE STORY.

MY LOVE STORY.
"Are there no underwriters for human
there no insurance."
had been tempted all day, tempted
by fate and the devil. All summer long
had been trying to clasp hands for a
life journey with a man did not love;
u man noble of soul and born to the
purple, who set up high lineage against
my poor gifts of beauty and song. He
threw some loveinto the scales, too, butI,
God help me, had none tog give in return.
had bartered erewhile my whole pos
sessions for few glances of dark,
dark eye, and my note had gone to pro-
test.
Could 1, could Ip 1t kept following
me about with fateful persistency, for
tonight l was to give my answer to my
high-born lover.
l tried to look things in the face, to
count the cost.
Money was good thing; it insured
one warmth in winter and delicious cool
ness in summer, and prettiness and
daintiness, and the entrance into good
society. Yes, money was good thing,
and position and power, and houses
and lands. So far, good; but my soul
hungered and thirsted for love COM
mensurate with my own, which this
man, who offered me purple and gold,
had it not in his power to give, or, let
me qualify that, had it not in his nature
to give.
The stars came out golden and soft,
and the fragrant summer dusk crept
around me where sat inhaling the scent
of the roses. Ambition and love tore
my heart by turn, and WEAKNESS, too,
put in poor pitiful plea, for was SO
tired, so tired
1t was q brilliant future that, Reginald
Dacre offered me, wherein toll and
WEAKNESS could never come. Thought
of the purple and fine linen; the lux
urious rest; the emoluments! Then my
daily life passed in review before me-
that of companion to naughty, fine
lady, and a singer in fashionable
church, among fashionable saints and
sinners. began to Groom over the old
satire:
'..In a'church which is garnished with mullion
and gable,
With altar and reredos, with gargoyle and
groin,
The penitents' dresses arc sealskln and sable,
The odor of sanctitys eau do cologne.
But surely II Luoifer flying from Hades,
Could gaze at this crowd, with its paniers
and paints,
He would say, looking round at the lords and
20 where IS All Sinners, if this is All
SaintsT"
/ had entered upon this life from an
unloved and unloving home, home
doled out to me by the tardy Justice of
grand-uncle who had robbed me of my
Inheritance. thought at first might
find al IL. x.a
new country, which seemed so fair, but
alas! l had not even heard the swish
of wings.
l thought of 1t all-the fever and the
fret; the petty jars; the misunderstood
ings; the pain of incomprehension; the
unguerdoned toll; the tagging hours
the awful pauses.
This or marriage; this or marriage
1t seemed written like placard or
earth and sky. 1t seemed bound like
phylactery upon the brows of the peo.
pie as they passed to and fro; and soor
the word marriage lost all its signifi
canoe for me, as words do after oft re-
peating. Did it mean misery or happi
ness, bliss or woep This marriage
that rung its changes through my brain
was it God-appointedP Did it NEAR
God blessing or His curseP
You know I did not love this mar
who offered me rest from nv Iabors
He had not power to evoke one thrill a
his call But then love is only on,
reason why one should marry man
There might be love and plenty o
money, and yet one go hungry all one
life. l have known such things.
l had tried to make my life straight
and fair. Ithad tried to keep cleai
hands and a pure heart; tried-Got
who knows the secrets of all hearts
knows this-to fight despair.
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