St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1888-11-25

VI FUtluS Ill II0 GleCGlOIlS OI Tile IdliutdS.
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A journal for Australian women,
called The Dawn, is published monthly
in Sydney, New South Wales.
THE LOVE OR THE LOVER?
Woman's Heart Is Like an 4GOlian
Harp, Which Every Breath of
Emotion Sets Vibrating.
Written for the Globe
We stamp love with divinity by de-
claring that God is love, yet how can
we reconcile this affirmation with the
love-Vagedies which are every day en-
acted? A young man is brought to his
home corpse, his life unlived-the
woman who loved him ''better than eX-
istence" has sent bullet through him.
A woman, with all the charms and
beauty of youth, lies in the morgue
awaiting Observation-Disclosures of life
and of honor by the man who loved
her. With our meaningless play upon
words, are we giving a holy name to an
unholy thing, OR is it that love
really has no earthly existence?
The love that is current among
US, for which. hearts and souls are bar
tered, is selfish, sensual, eXacting, UNI
reasoning passion; its first desire is the
desire for possession; it maintains as its
inalienable right the right to possess,
to monopolize, to bless or to curse. at
its own option. A woman yields her.
self to nian-sO long as he loves her,
she is happy, virtu0us and devoted; the
minute he withdraWS his love she is
plunged into the most tragic misery. Ii
,J,A hn Of Sfyn nINpih l6d
her love is maddened into hate, she
thirsts for revenge, she curses and Stays
what she had died for yesterday; if her
nature be weak. she dies of broken
heart, or after few sharp pangs, her
outraged affections transfer themselves
to some other man, who with love and
tenderness catches her elastic heart in
rebound. Which did she love, the love
or the lover? The mans constitution is
the same: whether loving Or not loving
her, he has altered only in what he gives.
Be kind to me, give me love and pro-
lection, and | will pour out my soul for
you: care not for the sin stains on your
life, your mentai mediocrtF, the
worlds estimate of yOu-only love me,
me alone, and | will defy you. Such,
whether avowed OF not, is Woman's
heart-creed. When possession coois
the mans passion, as it invariably will,
and the love for which she has sold the
very birthrights of her soul slips down
between them, and she stands face to
face with the mans nature, she is horri-
fed to find nothing there to satisfy the
gnawing hunger, the parching thirst of
heart and soul, and she stands convict
ed of having been won by the love
rather than the man.
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have loved.
Though accident. blind contact, and the
strong
Necessity of loving have removed
Antipathies that but recur, ere long,
Enyenomed with irTeyocable wrong.
Our s'loving'' is but the truce between
these deadly antipathies, to whose ex-
iStence we are blinded by the mad pas
sion for love and for loving-the deadly
antipathies of good for evil. of the true
for the false, of the higher nature for
the baser, which, after the brief armis-
tice of love is ended, break out IN the
warfare which devastateS mind, heart
and soul, and ends only with death.
Woman is pitifully weak in her affec-
tional relations, culpably susceptible to
every attribute of so-called love. Her
heart is like an Eoliau harp, which ey-
cry breath of emotion sets vibrating,
Her weak desire for attention, for hon.
age, for protection, for heart-shelter,
leads her to attach herself to the man
who can crafty these desires-not be-
cause of what he is, but because of
what he gives. Thus her lower nature
descends to the level of his, meets and
unites with it upon the carnal plane of
selfshness.
La Rochefoucauld said, ''Dans la pre-
miere passion les femmeS aiment
Pamant, ct dams les autres Giles aiment
ramour' All! but in her youth .sof
its own beauty is the mind diseased,
and fevers into false creation" and she
is blinded by her faith and her inno-
cence; whereas. in maturer years, she is
blinded by her passion. and her con-
science weakens. But if she would be
happy, let her stand cool and serene
without the pale of passion, and let the
fragment of divinity within her make
its way by divine, unerring intuition to
the soul that is worthy of her higher
self. I'VE are begirt by spiritual laws
which execute themselves; let her
surrender herself unto those laws, and
descend to no union with man which
may not be consummated on the plane
of her higher nature. Let the keen
spiritual insight she is reputed to pos
sess guide her TO the nature of the man:
let her be wooed and won by that nat
ure, and not by shifting carnal pas
sion which man is ever ready to give,
and woman too ready to accept.
CONE DAVIS. 4
BaraboO, Wis, Nov. 90, 1888.