The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1885-03-15


'.My poor little dear, are you already begin
ming to be miserable about what people will
Think Then, indeed, your days of Joy are num-
bered If were to write to you fifty times I
could only repeat what / have already written.
You are not wise, and you are doing everything
you ought not to do. OF two people who are
married there is always one who has the delu-
sion that he or she is necessary and delightful to
the life of the other. The other generally thinks
just the contrary. The result is not peace This
gay, charming, handsome son of Rome has be-
come your entire world, but don't suppose for a
moment, my child, that you will ever be his. 1t
is not in reason. not in nature, that you should
be. If you have the intelligence, the tact, and
the forbearance required. you may become his
friend and counsellor, but fear you never will
have these You fret, you weep. and you
understand nothing Of the masculine tenn
permanent. snakes as the Americans
observe; and you will not have either the
GOODNESS or the wisdom required to scotch a
snake much less to kill it. Once for all. my
poor pet 90 cheerfully to Paris, Trouville, and
ali the pleasure places in the world. Affect en-
joyment if you feel it not; aud try to remember
beyond everything, that affection is not to be
retained or revived by either coercion or lament
alton Once dead. it is not to be awakened by
all the grooming Of its nourner Ii is corpse,
for ever an aye. Myself, fail to see how you
could expect young Italian, who has all the
habits Of the great world and the memories Of
his vie de garcon, to be cheerful or contented IN
q wet June in an isolated English country house,
with nobody to look at but yourself. Believe
of
a woman which makes her imagine that she can
be sufficient for her husband. Nothing but van
ity. The ceyerer woman is the more fully
she recognizes her own insufhciency for the
amusement of man, and the more carefully
If she be wise) does she take care that
this deficiency in her shall never be forced
upon his observation Now, if you shut
q man up with you in a country house, with the
rain raining every day, as in Longfellows poem,
You do force it upon him most conspicuously. Ii
YOU were not his wife / daresay he would not
tire Of YOU and he might even prefer grey sky
to a blue one But as his wife.-oh my dear!
why why don't you try and understand what q
terrible penalty weight you carry in the race!
Write and tell me all about it. | shall be
anxious I am so afraid my sweet little sister.
that you think love is all moonlight and kisses,
and forget that there are clouds in the sky and
duarrels on earth. May Heaven save you from
both F. S.-Do remember that this same love
requires just as delicate handling as cobweb
does. If rough touch break the cobweb all
the artists in the world can't mend it. There Is
a truth for you. If you prevent his going to
Paris now. he will go in six months time, and
perhaps lie will go without you Perhaps he
would be happier at Lanciano than at Coombe,
and he would have all his own people, but he
would want the petits theatres all the
same You are not wise, my poor pet,
YOU should make him feel that
you are one with his pleasures, not
that you and his pleasures are enemies. But 1t
is TO use to instl wisdominto you: you are very
young, and very much in love You look on all
the natura! distractions which he inclines to as
so many rivals So they may be, but we don't
beat our rivals by abusing them. The really
wise way is to tacitly show that we can be more
attractive than they; if we cannot be SO, we may
sulk or sigh as we will. we shall be yanquished
by them. You will think me very preachy-
preachy, and, perhaps, you will throw me IN the
fire unread; but / must say just this much more.
Dear you are in love with Love, but underneath
Love there is a real man, and real men are far
from ideal creatures. Now, it is the real man
that you want to consider, to humor, to study.
If the real man be pleased. Love will take care
of himself; whereas if you bore the real man,
Love will fly away. If you had been wise, my
poor pet, / repeat, you would have found
nothing so delightful as Judic and Chaumont,
and you would have declared that the asphalte
Az tba Ha not
love you the less because he wants to be dams lie
movement, to hear what other men are saying
and to smoke his cigar amongst his fellow
creatures"
From the Duchessa dell' Aquila Fulva, Hotel des
Roebes Noires T-ouvle France to the Principe Iii
San Zenone Coombe Bysset, Luen. Beds, England.
poor flower in your box of wet moss, what
has become of youl Are you dead: and dried in
your wife's hortus siccusg She would be quite
sure of you then and | daresay much happier
than il You were set forth in anybody eses bou-
aaet try in vaa to imagine you in that per
fectly proper rliiieu; lis not that correct Eng
lish, perfectly properly Win you be dreadfully
changed when one sees you again? There is a
French proverb which says that the years Of
Joy count double The days of ennui certainly
count for years, and give US grey hairs before we
are five and-twenty. But you know i cannot
pity you. You would marry an English girl be-
cause she looked pretty slipping her
tea I told you beforehand that you
would be miserable with her, once shut up
in the country. The episode of Tonielo is en-
chanting. What people!-to put him in prison
for a little bit Of chiasso like that! You should
never have taken his bright eyes and his mando-
line TO that doeful and damp land of precisians.
What will they DO with himl And what can you
do without himl The weather here is admirable.
There are numbers of people one knows 1t IS
really very amusing. I go and dance every
night, and then we play usually bac or rou-
lette, Everybody is very merry. We all talk
often of YOU and say the De Profrndus oyer