Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1889-01-23
THINGS ARE NOT wHATTHEY SEEN
Taking a Stuffed Club to Some of the
ROmances of Life.

ROmances of Life.
From the San Francisco Chronicle.
1t was quite romance. 1t might have made
sweet, pretty, fearful novel. only it didn't.
But it was quite romance. She was pretty
girl, just about twenty, and, of course. she was
charming. She had had very serious Illness
For some time they did not think she would
get well, but she had a strong constitution and
was altogether too well fitted for life to lose it
easily. She got well enough to be angry with
| the doctor and accuse him Of deceiving, her be-
| cause he did not tell her she was going to die
when she was so ill. Just as she was con-
| valescing the doctor told her he had young
man, interesting. stranger patient, living ex-
| actly opposite. She Immediately became wild
to be allowed to get to the window and see him.
But the doctor forbade her for several days.
At last he said she might get out of bed. and
well, well, just to think of it. When the sun
was shining and the world was all fair, the
first thing she wanted to see was the interesting
young male invalid opposite. She him,
and he waved a worn hand to her, for he had
been told about her. Then there came over
little punches of flowers, and she would wear
them in her wrapper, and he would smile
wan smile of pleasure. They did not send any
other communication, but every morning they
would greet one another from the window.
She was well first and the doctor could hardly
keep the young man patient in his room, he
was so mad and wild to get out; and so be-
tween these two interesting young people there
sprang up sympathetic feeling that seemed
to grow stronger every day. They both got
well. All. was it not romantic? Picture to
yourself what came out of this strange and
touching acquaintance. Can you not see the
two meeting after their illness? Can you not
hear the gentle voice that congratulates him.
and the earnest tone in which he replies? Well,
he got well, and twelve hours afterward the
doctor called and told her he had gone east.
tell You, there would be a great many more
romances if they did not end in such matter
of-fact way. Fate is with peoples lives like the
young woman who begins to write a story. 1t
seems to go a certain way with them and then
1t drops them, or else it suddenly becomes
nance does not last. You 60 to picnic and
you meet lovely girl, and you have just the
sweetest time in the world under the trees and
by the brookside. And you are in kind of
| poetic dream until it seems time to go home
| and when you get to the ferry you make a
break for your dinner. You're too hungry to
be poetic. The human stomach, come to think
of it, is a sad destroyer of your romance. Its
prosalc call is so recurrent and so imperative.
l don't like to think Of the shepherds and shep-
bread and buttermilk; there may be poetry
compatible with eating grapes, but even
pears, and apples, and oranges are only
poetical when they are part of the landscape.
Few people can eat oranges and feel comfort
able without fnger-bowl When you come
| to think Of it everything in life seems to con-
| spire against poetry. It's al well to fancy your
| sweetheart laid on her snow white couch
dreaming of you, or standing in a gauzy cos
| tune by the window looking at the moon and
apostrophizing you as Romeo. But then you
know that she has to take her boots off and
take the hairpins out of her hair, and when her
| dainty little feet touch the cold floor you know
that she screams Ouch! how cold it isl" and in
that single instant poetry is dashed to pieces
And you! Well. you have lots of poetry inter-
nally, l don't doubt. but you are not poetic
| in robe de mutt; you know you're not know
fellow who reduced everything to the prosaic
We walked up Market street one afternoon. A
pretty girl was coming down. There are plenty
of them.
What pretty girl" said.
Eyes"
THAT is as pretty foot as have seen in
long time"
Yes. What pity such lovely angel as that
has to cut her cOrns."
No said the melancholy old fellow. ''You
can't tell about those things. l used to be very
sentimental when was young but | got it all
knocked out Of me. thought the actresses
who played pretty, fearful parts were such
true. gentle, sentimental women. went once
| to hear young lady give Rotations, and they
| were sweet, tender things such as touched me;
and she was pretty, with SOFT meaniugfui eyes
and sad expression about the mouth. / fell
in love with her and i got introduced to her.
| l asked her to come out to supper with me after
her reading one night. Yves poor, but had
massed all had to give her dainty, ethereal
| supper to wake up all the poetry in her, so to
speak. l thought that sad mouth must be a
portal for only dainty food, and we went to the
| swell restaurant.
what shall order, sir?' said the waiter.
''They don't often say sir now, but those
were days of politeness.
1--WE will have began.
For me, she broke in, with her deep mean
ingful eyes and the same sad expression about
the mouth, Il want a ,beefsteak and bottle of
| English porter. find that suits Inc best after
a nights recitation.
1T saved me money, but oh, how it burst up
my dream OF happiness"
Armed men are searching the vicinity of
Jemison, Shelby county, Ala, for w. r. Ken
| nedy, white man. who brutally beat and then
| outraged young lady named Ellen Gray. His
| victim will probably die.
| Harriet Coffin, the admirer Of Actor Kyrle
Bellew, was pronounced insane by Drs. Field,
Fitch and Douglass, at Bellevue hospital yes
| terday, and she was removed to Middletown in
| sane asylum.
| In the Nebraska republican legislative eau
| Gus last night it was decided to support the
| resolution of the submission of q prohibition
Amendment A number of republicans gave
! notice that they would not be bound by the
| caucus.
| Mary A. Stauffer, a girl of thirteen, visited
| Riders grist mill, Terre Hill, Pa, Monday and
! wandered up to the third floor. Her clothing
caught in the machinery and she was whirled
| around by the chatting. Her head was almost
| crushed to pulp.
In Philadelphia Patrick Bradley, a married
man, who was arrested last week charged with
l assaulting little girls, was yesterday convicted
| and sentenced to twenty-nine years and eight
months in the Eastern penitentiary.
Major H. T. Bolts, one of the best known in
surance men in the south, died at Savannah
| yesterday.
| The resolution which passed the New Jersey
senate yesterday morning repeating the "sun-
set election law" passed the house In the after
noon by strict party vote, the democrats
| voting in the affirmative.
On Tuesday the Arkansas senate passed the
concurrent resolution previously adopted by
! the house, instructing Senators and Represent
| atiyes from Arkansas In Congress to use their
! utmost efforts to defeat the Blair educational
bill.