Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1889-11-27

do wish that you would be reasona-
BILE, Jacob. s
u wish you wouldn't oall mo Jacob
when you have told me that yon didn't
like tho name. :"
'Oh! did ] say that? do think that I
like It, since you have no other. In
decd, Jacob, II it were not for some
faults that you have, think should
like you better than any one"
The young man sat down on q step
lower than the one the girl occupied.
Perhaps" he said, gloomily, ''you
will discuss these faults Of mine; Imay
suggest some to add to the list. My
name is one; but that is hardly my
fault, and I believe that I could change
1t by On act OF the Legislature or some,
thing Of the kind"
"But I should always know that your
real name was Jacob" said Millioent,
laughing; II shouldn't mind your name,
but there are some things that would
grow worse and worse"
my age, I suppose"
eyes, for one thing. Ten years is too
much difference"
''But you will grow older"
''There will still be ten years between
u.s."
1.-THE general opinion is that o woman
grows older faster than o man. You
would catch up to me-"
''Ah! that is like most general opin-
ions, wrong. have made my own OBJ
servations on that subject. To the close
observer, middle-aged women are young
or even in appearance than men Of
their own age"
"Where did you learn so much about
men?"
"Have I not been in all our large
cities and in most Of those in Europe?
Can one not receive impressions of
strangers as they pass, and accumulated
Impressions form opinions? Mems eyes
grow dull, and the lines of the mouth
hard, and their faces heavy and meagre;
while women's faces are still full Of be-
nevolence though their figures have lost
their grace and their compilations their
delicacy. Still, those women are young.
''Youth is then condition Of the
rlind, wise sibyl?"
'Certainly, it is the capacity of re-
oeiving new impressions, meeting ones
fellow-beings with sympathy, and un-
dertaking new enterprises"
''Some people must then be born with
m ore capacity for youth than Others"
ITO be sure.'
''And I, who have by Sex and nature
less youth than you, and yet have
wasted ten years more Of 1t, must sooner
become like those horrid middle-aged
people,"
81 am not speaking of you"
"You are not speaking of me? How
1nconsequentl sat down here to listen
to you talk about me. Let US begin over
again. You have said that you do not
like my name and that am too DID,"
''Oh! Jacob!''
older. You have defined youth-what
is age?"
''Oh! it is the enemy of the human
race. Let us never grow old, jacob
"Ah, no, Millicent, let us never grow
old, 50 only that we may stay young to-
gether," he said, flushing and edging q
little nearer to her, while he looked up
in her face with a half-humofous smile.
But she drew away farther from him.
"Well!" he continued despondently,
s@and what is my next fault? Come!
say IT, ~.
tween men and women. My own belief
is that no woman can expect to be rea-
sonably happy unless her husband can
have friendship for her"
"You seem to have thought good
deal about marriage-even if you are so
averse to it."
Mi1licent, with heightened color, made
movement to rise. Jacob stretched up
both hands and, taking hers, pulled her
back gently to her seat.
'You are so rude," she continued:
shat is another fault. should want
my husband to bo polite to me. It would
make me happier than almost any
thing"
"And should want to have the lib
erty of quarreling with my wife when
ever chose, and making it up again;
but I suppose that you would like a
suave idiot like that Hastings"
''There again." said Millicent, In an
injured tone, chow ridiculous you arel
You are so jealous, and about nothing.
What could be moro innocent, when q
party of people are out on blossom
gathering, than that two of them should
run down hill together, and yet from the
time you made about tits too alb
surd!' ~
but you took his hand and ran laugh
ing" 49,
GAS children might You and he had
raced together, and you had beaten him
easily. You had picked my blossoms
for me, and had walked with you. He
was my guest, and surely owed him
some politeness."
'"To give him your hand, suppose,
and caper and laugh with him"
The recollection quite overcome Jacob
with anger. BE rose and walked a. few
PAGES across the lawn and then returned.
SWELL! am named Jacob. I am old.
am rude, and am jealous. Obi yes,
and, I forgot, I don't believe in Platonic
friendships. Five faults; I think that
there are seven deadly sins. Not that !
have the least idea what they are. ]
know that seven always seemed small
allowance to me. surely have moro
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