Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1884-10-10

i am OF very much use IN the WOrlu,
the old bachelor may sorrOwfully muir
muir. "What difference would it make
my passing from itp The old port
wine in the cellar will lose none of its
flavor, the silver spoon will not altar
in value and that trille in the 4-per-
cent would be found secure. Who
ever has that port wine may, on some
winter afternoon, when it is cold and
dark and the snow is falling, sit by his
fireside, and, as he enlivens himself
with an extra glass and appreciates it's
excellence, may involuntarily think OF
the wines former owner. And when
he remembers the winter afternoons
gone by, when he sat with that owner
as near relative with near relative. or
close friend with close friend, and calls
to mind the difference now-the snow
covered grave having become my
home-perchance truer emotion viii
fill him than ever he entertained TO-
ward the living man"
Yet the would-be married man has
something to say in behalf of his views
of the question. But if l were to adj
duce all the arguments on both sides,
the reader would be out of all patience.
| can but present an idea or two, and
that in rambling fashion. l am in
clined to believe, on the whole ques-
ton. assuming all things to be favora-
bic and in order. marriage to be the
happier state. But what tremend-
Gus assumption! All things favorable
and in order! When are they so?
When is there harmony on all points
age, station, temper, taste, money!?
Are we ever sure that we have a right
view of wherein consists harmony as
applied to the tempers and DISPOSE
tions of lovers? We have often heard
the old adage about liking our oppo-
sites. Is this verified in the case of
lovers? | am in ;lined to think that in
a qualified sense it is.
"A meek woman may, on surface
view, seem suitably married to a meek
man, a woman full of vivacity to
man of red-hot temperament, a woman
ever smiling to man perpetually on
the guffaw, a woman always mournful
to man from whom laughing gas
would shrink in dismay as hopeless
subject. But this notion is dissipated
by deeper dive into the human heart.
The true source of admiration, respect,
love, is the being only little akin,
holding some faint approach to the
position occupied by the esteemed
object. There can be no love without
sympathy, but there must be no such
likeness as to provoke antagonism. If
there be total contrast, there can
indeed be no sympathy, but if there
be equality there can be no esteem.
My possession in limited extent
myself of the qualities in which
another shines is most provocative of
warm feeling, my heart then responds
at once to the claim upon its reverence,
its friendship, or it's love. SO | hold
that abiding lOve-love based on esteem
is most likely to exist where there is
the same tendency, the same direction
of mind and heart, but where the de-
velopment of that tendency in the one
case is so much more marked than in
the other as to give the appearance
almost of contrast. Behold an illustra.
ton: A man admires in woman the
vivacity of which he himself has Just
a spark, the gayety with which he
endeavors, but with only partial suc-
cess, to induce within his own heart,
the grace which he can only clumsily
initiate. A woman loves in a man the
breadth and strength of character, the
vigor and intensity of purpose, the
sternness of resolve, which she has an
feeling that, had she been
man, she would have proudly exhibited.
But this is rather prOsy, somewhat in
the style of the guide-books before al
luded to. Getting married is an easy
subjt but what constitutes true love
causes whirl in my brain threatening
apopleXy.-Br0ohlyn Eagle.