The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1890-06-19
THE TWO LOVERS.
How My Skeptical Views of True
Love Were Removed.

Love Were Removed.
was tired. 1 had worked in the
had come, l felt that ! had earned a
rest, and determined it should be had
where l would not be hampered by
formal regulations and conventional
rules. | wanted to ramble in the green
fields, among the wild-fowers. WANTED
to linger by the riverside and watch
the ripples, or read my favorite books,
or listen to the song of birds and feel as
free as they. l would sketch little,
perhaps, or catch fish if could. would
forget care, be happy child once more,
and rest.
knew just where to go. l had been
there once. and two days after my
school closed was there again. 1t was
quiet country town. The surround
ings were picturesque and romantic.
There were bluffs crowned with trees
on the north and east; rolling hills,
adorned with wild-fowers, on the south
and west, and a beautiful little river,
fed by numerous springs under the
bluffs, almost encircling the town.
These were tho general features, but
there were numberless grassy slopes,
messy glens, rocky caves and coy
hooks. Here it was that | proposed to
spend the greater part of my vacation.
| had passion for painting and sketch
ing and here brush and pencil would
find use.
But my two lovers. They were on the
hotel piazza when | arrived, though |
did not know then that they were
lovers. l merely noticed the respectful
attention with which gentleman
listened to some remark of lady and
the kindly smile with which he re-
sponded. | changed my dusty garments
and sat by the open window of my room
to enjoy the beauty without. There
were people on the piazza, but | did
not heed them. l did not even glance
at them until | heard the landlord NUT.
ter: Two lovers He stood in the
doorway, and | wondered what had oc.
casloned his comment | looked around.
Two gentlemen were smoking and talk
ing politics in tones which precluded
the idea of their being lovers. A grour
of schoolgirls were laughing and chat
ting with the hosts daughter. They
may be lovers" thought /, but there
are more than two.'
Several little children were PLAYING
on the walk just beyond; of course, the
landlord did not mean them. and | was
about to conclude that l had mistaken
his words or that they had no connec
ton with what was transpiring on the
piazza when my eyes fell on the couple
had noticed on my arrival. They were
sitting little apart from all the others
Conversing in low, tender tones and ev
identity very much interested in each
other, and almost aloud | echoed the
landlords words.
Lovers are to me very attractive
class of people, and though l gazed with
enjoyment at the bluffs, the trees anC
the sunset Clouds thought and glance
would turn involuntarily again ant
again to these lovers. The lady wa
beautiful, with beauty that seemed in
creased at every glance That broad
pure brow, those earnest, soulful eyes
that sweet, quiet smile, the whole fac'
radiant in the rosy glow of light
seemed made to bless the beholder
What a beautiful face! o. that l nigh
see it daily. What an inspiration i
would be! No wonder he loves her.
could not see her companions fac
SO we'll, but tone and attitude were elo
quent, and l rememb ered the gentle
kindly expression of his face when
had noticed him first. just the ex
preston one would naturally acquire il
glance again sought the ladys Lowell
face. A sudden determination seize
me. l would make a sketch of he
face, and it should hang where l coui
see it always, and l rejoiced in the con
seriousness of possessing gift whic
rendered so precious an acquisition pos
sible.
l began Immediately and worked a
long as l could see, but the results wer
unsatisfactory. l could not obtain tn
desired expression. l decided to tax
time to study her face. ! did not Sc
her again until the next afternoon. Sh
was sitting in the ladies' parlor, read
ing; and, mindful of my SKETCH
looked for the beauty that had S
thrilled me on the previous evening
To my establishment. it seemed to hav
vanished. 1 could scarcely recognize
her. She looked quite ordinary. l ha
seen hundreds of women fully as beaut
full. / was disappointed and puzzled
and | started for a ramble, almost read
to adopt the theory that beauty wa
merely subjective; not the quality of a
object, but an emotion of ones ow
mind. l concluded that did not car
to make a sketch.
1t was late when l returned and foun
the lady sitting on the piazza. Presen
ly, noticed her lover coming down tn
street She saw him, and her fac
lighted up with wondrous glow, an
as she rose to greet him it was fair
TRANSPORTED. The puzzle was solved
the mystery was plain to me. 1t wa
love that made her lovely, and it wa
love that made him look so grand an
noble, and pondered over my disco,
cry. / had seen schoolgirl and schoo
boy love, and love, so-called, in othe
various phases, and 1 had seen the a.
ticle transferred from one object to al
other with apparently the creates
ease. Never having had much exper
cnce of my own, and my observation {
lovers after marriage being unfort,
nate, perhaps, l had come to regar
true and lasting love as purely an idea
never to be realized, except in HEAVIER
and it might be that which made
Heaven.
Here was love very different frol
any that had previously come under m
observation. 1t had the power to tran:
form, to glorify the human face, an
love that had such power must of nece:
sity be pure and true. o why are 8
many satisfied with a base imitation
Such q love as theirs is the most desir;
HE thing in life, thought /, as / notice