New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1890-09-17

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M 49, sonal sex-prej u.
10y GSe"0 dice, against q
e mans lifelong
- devotion? Yousay
you love me, and yet you won't
marry me, because I dom agree with
you in all your ideas. A pretty kind
of love!'
81 am not defending my special
variety of love," she answered, slow
ly. 81 never pretended it was all
absorbing, or everlasting, or in any
way equal to q mans lifelong, de-
votion. am, unfortunately, one OF
the, much berated New England wom-
en- who have learned to think as we'll
as feel; and to me, at least, marriage
means more than a union of hearts
and bodies-it must mean minds,
too. It would be a never ending
grief to me, starvation and bitter
pain, to have you Indifferent Or con-
temptuous to my earnest thoughts
and beliefs. You see I should love
you enough to care
Eyes, see! I see a great deal!' he
replied, walking over to the hearth
and leaning his arm against the man
tel. He seemed to borrow fire from
the glowing Goals for he came back
and began again with restrained in
tensity:
cit is another instance of this
cursed modern education. The wom-
en- of to-day develop their minds
until they are stronger than heart and
body together, too strong to yield
to a healthy love- And so they live,
and SO they die, and who is the bet
ter for it!''
"My dear George. you feel SO keen
]y that it makes you unjust. You
are not fair to women. 1t is that,
more than anything else, which
stands between us. Ii you are not
fair now to your hearts idol, your
queen and all that, what would you
be to your wife?''
She leaned back against the dull
bronze green Of the great chair, a
lovely picture in the soft freight,
and looked at him steadily. Youth,
health and beauty were III the up
turned face, and the free, fine curves
of body and limb showed that mod
ern education had trained something
i besides intellect.
! He turned over several things in
his mind before replying. It was
really difficult. Masculine habits of
thought, dominent for centuries,
were strong within him. He was a
just man in most things, and he
knew it. But his sense of chivalry and
love for her moved him to soften
what was most natural to say and,
after all, the individual soul could
but admit some truth in her accusa-
ton.
81 can't talk any more on this
4 theme tonight" he said at last.
. "But once convict me of an instance
i of clear injustice to your sex, and ]
8 will own you are right, and that it is
/ wise for us to live apart. Come It
q you sing to me little before we go?''
with all my heart said she.
"Iou see it is with all my heart, not
my head, so we don't quarrel over
musicl''
Hesuppressed an impatientr eioiner
and they went to the piano.
George Saunders and his friend
Howard Clarke, scho olmates, college
chums and partners at law, were
strolhng the beach next day, below
:, the high bluff where stood the I'M
posing cottage of Hilda Warde
She was, as she had said one Of
those New England women who was
SO disproportionately numerous that
they cannot marry at home, while tc
take them away would go far toward
depopulating the country.
They are a singular race. Violat
1 ing every law of Woman's existence
according to the canons, they still
and often present q favorable con
trast to their married sisters in
health and happiness. As to useful
/ ness, of course they have none. Nc
trifles in the way of pers onal achieve
ment can counterbalance the delin
q quency Of unmarried women. They
live, and Hilda babe fair to finally
J, join their ranks, for she was 81 tray
! eled, cultured, experienced and pr
culiar.''