St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1888-02-13
Lewiston, Me-, is guest Of friends in the
city, and stopping at the Windsor.
LOVE LETTERS.

No Man or Woman in Love Who
Has Not Written Them---A Few
Ideas on an Interesting Topic.
The writing of love letters began at
very early period of the worlds history.
We cannot bring documentary evidence
to prove just where or how it begun, or
who started it, for history is hazy when
we undertake to get at the facts, away
back near the time of the primal pair;
but inaSmuch as love was included in
the original outfit of the human family
it must have been talked in Eden, and
inasmuch as writing is merely talking
at long range, it fOllOws-the cOnclu-
sion, we submit, is inevitable-that love
letters passed between the first pair of
lovers who happened to be separated
after the invention of writing, says the
Washington Post.
If Adam and Eve had known how to
write and could have guessed how much
pleasure they could find in the new SEN
satiOn, we have no doubt they would
hive parted from each other few days
just to indulge in epiStOlary cOmmuni-
cation. True, there was no general
pOStOffice, no fast mails, no carrier sys-
tenn, no green stamps in their time, but
they might have left their letters, as
millions of their descendants have done.
in hollow tree-an apple tree, for in
stance, or under some loose stone on
top of the garden wall. What a relief
from ennui they would have found in
such an exchange of vows and cOmpli-
ments and tender nothlngs.
Why is it that the publication of love
letters in courts of law or in the news
papers sends smoker across the con-
tinent? Why do people, old and
young, and of all sorts and condition,
rush in crowds to the courts and al
most travel over each others heads to
bear love letters read, and then go home
and laugh at them as if they had found
something unique in the way of fun?
Why do grave men and sober women
skip all the sensible reading in news
paper if it happens to contain a love
letter, and, having read that. laugh at it
as if it were the latest and best of Gil
bert'S operate Jokes? Ten to one if all
the old trunks in all the old garretS
were called to give up their treasures
they would convict these grave men and
sober women of just such Stiffness" if
they please to call it so, as that which
eXciteS their riSibles. No man or woman
was ever thoroughly in love-and not to
have been there, we are informed. is to
have missed some happiness, at least
VINO didn't say and do SILLY" things.
Why. then, does everybody feel such an
irresistible inclination to poke fun at
the manuscript love making of an I'M
fortunate whose letters get into the
courts and papers? 1t is mystery we
shall not attempt to explain.
There is one phase of this general sub
ject that seems to call for special mem
ton, to-wit: the intensity that an aged
swain puts into lOng-range cOurtships,
and the peculiar Zest with which other
aged parties get the full of fun out of
| his written caresses. There is nothing
new in the tOrridity of an old mans
love, provided its object be a damsel
of tender years. If we had the social
| statistics of the Patriarchs-and we re-
| greet our inability to cite them on this
occasion--we would prove that Deem
Der has always been falling in love with
May. And if mathematical formula
were applicable to matter of this kind,
we would demonstrate that the heat of
an old mans love for a young woman is
in the ratio of the square of his distance
from her in years. Why make fun of a
universal trait?