The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1891-05-02
LOVE AS AN INVESTMENT.

| In lecture of Colonel Robert lager
soil on skulls" occur the following elo-
quent passages:
| Love is the only thing that will pay
ten per cent. of interest on the outlay
| Love is The only thing in which the
height of extravaganza is the last degree
OF economy. Joy is wealth. Love is
the legal tender Of the soul and you need
not be rich to be happy. | tell you the
happy man is the successful man. The
man who has won the love of some good
| woman, who has been the emperor of
| one good heart, has been a success If
another has been the emperor of the
| round world and has never loved, his
life is a failulc. Let US teach our chill
lren that the happy man is the success
iul man, and he who is a happy man is
| the man who is always trying to make
some one else happy.
A little while ago | stood by the old
| Napoleon-a magnificent tomb of guilt
and gold, fit almost for dead diety and
gazed upon the sarcophagus of black
| Egyptian marble, where rest at last the
ashes of the restless man. | leaned over
the balustrade and thought about the
career of the greatest soldier of the
modern world.
| | saw him walking on the banks of
Seine, contemplating suicide. | saw him
at Toulon; saw him putting down the
mob in the streets of Paris; | saw him at
the head of the army in Italy; saw him
crossing the bridge at Lodi with the tri-
color in his hand; saw HIM in Egypt in
the shadow of pyramids, | saw him con-
quer the A bps and mingle with the eagles
of the crags; | saw him at Marengo, at
Tim and Austeritz; sa " him in Russia
where the Infantry of the snow and the
cavalry of the wild blast scattered his
| IegiODs like Winters withered leaves; |
saw him at Leipzig in defeat and disas-
ter driven by million bayonets back
upon Paris-cutched like a wild beast
-banished to Elba; | saw him escape
and retake an empire by the force of his
gems.
saw him upon the frightful field of
| Waterloo, where love and fate combined
to wreck the fortunes Of their former
king. And saw him at St. Helena,
with his hands crossed behind him,
| gazing out upon the sad and solemn sea.
| thought of the orphans and widows he
had made, of the tears that had been
shed for his glory, and of the only wo-
men who ever loved him pushed from
his heart by the cold hand of ambition.
And said would rather have been a
| French pleasant and Worn wooden shoes;
| would rather have lived in hut with
a vine growing over the door and grapes
growing purple in kisses of the Autumn
sun. l would rather have been the poor
peasant with my loving wife by my side
| knitting, as the day died out of the sky,
with my children upon my knees, and
| their aims about me; would rather have
been that man and gone down to the
| tongueless Silence of the dreamless dust,
than to have been that imperial imper.
| sonation of force and murder, known as
| Napoleon the Great.
like to think that love is eternal: that
| if you really love the woman for b er own
sake, you will love her through all; that
| is, If she really loves you the same. Love
does not LOOK at alterations through the
wrinkles Of time-through the mask of
| years-you will always see the face you
| loved and won. She will not grow old
to you nor you to her-she will always
see the same gallant fellow that won her
hand and heart. | like to think of it in
that way, and as Shakespeare says: Let
| time reach with his sick le as far as ever
| he can; although he can reach ruddy
checks and ripe lips and flashing eyes
he can not quite reach love. We will
go down the hill of life together, and as
we go down We may hear the ripple of
the laughter of our grandchildren, and
the birds and spring and youth and love
will sing once more upon the leafiess
branches OF the tree of age.