The daily critic., 1890-10-28
The Love from a Full Heart Versus
That from a Full Stomach,
DEVILS LgDY HELPS" AND THEIR WORK
What Woman Can Do--Har Power for
Good or for Evil Some Remarks
About That Greek God.

not, you've got It 10 come. Love is
like the meas lee; we all have Co 60
through It, Also like the measles. we
take It only oIce. One never need be
afraid Of catching it second time.
The man who has had e can 60 into
the most dangerous places and play the
most foolhardy tricks with perfect
safety. lie can picnic in shady woods.
ramble through leafy aisles, aud linGer
on messy seats to watch the sunset lie
fears a quiet country house no more
than be would his own club lie can
join family party to 60 down the
Rhine. He can, to see the last of
friend, venture into the very jaws Of
the marriage ceremony itself. He can
keep his head through the whirl Of
ravishing waltz, and rest afterward In
dark conservatory, catching nothing
more lasting than a cold lie can brave
amoonlight walk adown sweetscentel
lanes, or a twilight pull among the
sombre rushes. lie can get over a stile
without danger, scramble through q
tangled hedge without being caught
come down slippery path without
falling. He can look into sunny eyes
and not be dazzled. lie listens TO the
siren voices, yet sails on with unveered
helm. He clasps white hands in HE.
but no electric 'Lulu" like force holds
him bound in their dainty pressure.
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No, we never sicken with love twice
Cupid spends no second arrow on the
same heart Loves handmaids are our
lifelong friends. Respect ard admira
tion and affection our doors may always
be left open for but their great celestial
MASTER in his royal progress, pays but
one visit aud departs. We like, we
cherish. we are very, very fond of-bui
we never love again A mans heart Is u
frework that once in its time ilashe
heavenward Meteor like, II hlazes FOR
a moment. and lights with It's glory the
whole world beneath. Then the night
Of our sordid common place life closes In
around II, and the burnt out case fall
ing back to earth. lies useless aud un
cared for, slowly smOldering into ashes
Once, breaking loose from our prison
bonds We dare, ns mighty old Prone
theus dared, 10 scale the Olympian
mount and snatch from PhUlus
chariot the fire Of the gods Hapn,
those who, Fastening down again Ger II
dies out, can kindle their earthly altar-
at It's flames. Love Is too pure light
10 burn long among the noisome gases
that we breathe, but before II Is choksl
out We may use IL az a torch 10 ignite
the cosy fire Of affection.
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And, after all, that warming glow Is
more suited 70 our cold little back
parlor Of a world than Is the burning
spirit love, Love should be the yestal
fire Of some mighty temple-some 7ast
dim fame whose organ music is the
rolling Of the spheres. Affection will
burn cheerlly when the white flame Of
love Is fliekered out. Affection Is a fire
ihot can be fed from day 10 day, and De
piled up ever higher as the Wlntry
Years draw nigh. Old men aud women
can sit by IL with their thin hands
elasped, the little children can nestle
down In front. the friend and neighbOr
has his welcome corner by its side, aud
even shaggy Fido and sleek Kitty can
toast their noses at the bars.
Lei Us heap the Goals Of Kindness
upon that fire. Throw on your pleasant
words, your gentle pressuTes Of the
hand, your thoughtful anti unselhsh
deeds Fan II with good humoF. pa
tlenee and fOrbeaTanee. You can let
The Wind blow aud the rain fall un
heeded then, for your hearth viii be-
warm aud bright, and the faces round
il will make sunshine 10 spite of the
clouds without.
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am afraid, dear Edwin aud Ange-
lima, you expect too much from love.
You think there is enough of your lit
lie hrads TO feel this fierce, deyouFlng
passion for all your long lives, All
young folk don't rely too much upon
that unsteady flicker. Il will dwindle
and dWindla as the months roll on, aud
there is 10 replenishing the fuel. You
will watch il die out in anger aud dis
appointment To each IL will seem
that Il Is the other who Is growing
colder. Edwin sees with bitterness tba
Angelina no longer runs 10 the gate o.
meet him, all smiles and bushes, and
when be has a cough now she d1esn'
begin 10 cry, aud, putting her arms
round his neck. say that sue cannot live
without him The most she viii prob
ally do is TO suggest q lozsnEe. and
even that in q tone implying that it Is
+ anXious 10 get rid Of.
Poor little Angelina, too, shells silent
tears, for Edwin has given up carrying
hrT old handkerchief in the inside
pocket Of BIS WaistcoaL
Both are astonishei at the falling of
in the other one. but neither sees their
own change. If they did they would
not suffer as they do. They would
look for the cause in the right quarter
lin the littleness of poor human ma
ture-ioiu hands oger their common
failing and start building their house
anew on a more earthly and enduring
foundation But Be are 50 blind 70
cur o8n shortcomings So wide awake
10 those Of others Everything thar
h8ppeus 10 rs IS always the other per
sons fault Angeliaa would have gone
on loving i lWin forever and ever aud
ever II only Edwin had n9J grown So
strange and different Eiaiu would
have aduIui Angelina through eirr
uIly, Ii Angelica bad only remained
he came as when hr irst liurad ber
m Is a cherries bDur f1r yul bIlh-
WHEN the lamp gf love has gone cut
aId The IRE If affection Is uHt yrt ltJ
and yau have 10 gTepe abb Huf m lue
laIl raw dawuof life 20 kiudle ll q n
.Iaul iE catches light before lbs d4F Is
u8 far spent Many sil sliVeliug ly
fEa1eal Goals I'LL ui4LL come.