The Helena independent. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1891-06-01
They TELL THEIR LOVE-.
But It Is Done in a Manner Quite
Different of Late
Years.
Lovesick SWANS no Longer Fall
on Their Knees and Fran
tically Pop.
Romance rs . Guide in the Very Important
Event-Some Clever Selections
From Fiction.

But the fact is that there isn't nearly 80
much popping done as there used to be,
says the Boston Globe. A century or two
ago the lovesick youth flung himself down
upon his knees, declared his love and
waited tremblinRly for the lady's assent.
Now. if We are to believe the ~iconoclasts
Edwin throws way his cigarette stump and
observes nonchalsntly-we were going to
say almost fippantly:
"By the BY, Angelina, what dye think Of
our getting married?"
= Anqelina1 averring that the idea is not
half bad, the bargain is forthwith struck.
There are hundreds Of ways of doing the
business, however, besides hinging ones
self down on ones knees of the fashion OF
Don Quixots and the early A
good novel il a pretty safe rule or guide te
70 by If a love affair is to be brought to q
real and serious issue.
Let me call you my Edith" sail Harry
Coningsby in Disraeli's novel, and that ii
the way thousands of people in real life
propose. The liberty of using the younf
lady's Christian name is tantamount to q
declaration of love.
II may call you Rachel, then?' asked one
of Mr.. Trollope's lovers. 'Oh, no.; please
DON'T" the bashful girl. "What
would people think?'' 'Perhaps they would
think the TRUTH said he. "Perhaps they
would think I called you SO because I liked
you. But perhaps they might think also
shat you let me do SO because you liked me.
People dc make such mistakes"
An aspect of humility is sometimes eff
fective.
Forgive mel" say 4 number Of MIR. Be-
SAINTS auitors.
"Forgive me!' e1claims Daburon in Ga
boriau's LIE Rough Case" "a word from
your lips will decide my future hnn. mess
or misery. Claire, do not spurn mo. ! love
y0u,' pronounced with the trembling &C
cents Of the most devoted passion.
.p sdd vain and a.I P,ej ssiase'sd TT ss yiii p nos ao in
Ny feeling will not be suppressed. You
m u allow me to tell you how ardently I
admire and love you"
''Romola,'' says Tito in George Eliot's
masterpiece, 'if you will only let me say l
love ysu-if you will only think me worth
".Esther,' said Folk Holt, reproachfully.
"She heard Felix say the word with an
entrsating cry and went toward him with
the swift movement of a frightened child
toward it's protector. He clasped her and
they kissed each other"
DeIOEO L HeS you, L tuOUKut MI WOLuCu
alike" declared the ingenious Sam Weller,
"But o l find b a soft headed, incred-
olous turnip I've been, for they amt no.
body like you, although 1 like you better
than nothing at all"
Selected at random from the sensational
novelists of the day. among whom were
Ouida. The duchess. Charlotte M. Braeme,
several American writer's, are such varied
declarations of love as the following:
Thew nearly all go down on their knees.
these very earnest lovers, and some that are
not so earnest.
you'll take somebody else" says Mr..
eyes,"
".You SHALL Mr.. Jingle fell on his knees,
remained thereupon for five minutes there
after, and rose tho accepted lover of the
spinster aunt"
Miss Summerson!" declares Mr.. Guppy.
the attorneys clerk. in BLEAK House," Il
allow me Gas l may say to file declaration
Ito make an offer?" Mr.. Guppy then goes
down on his knoes.
yonne Pendennis falls upon his kness
before his lady love. "Aud-now-now,
Laura!' he says.
m opportunity OF saying what has 80 long
hung like a cloud upon my HEARTH
II would gladly defer what | have to say,
C%orinne, but can not, / dars not. l love
you"
You are not like other women.'' he muir
INJURED. From the first night we met /
have been your sutton and your slave!.'
promise me, Agnes, you will not say NO
to what | have to ask. ] wish to call you
mine-min0 fogever!"
II n | am unworthy to even raise my
eyes to your dear face. You know my faults
will you-can you accept moi"
II have been waiting for months to tell
Won now much | cu"TnlIB-WOrShln Won. III l
th%ought-if thought you would not for
ever spurn me l would ask you to-be my
wife"
This is not the place, Miss Audley, to
tell you how much l love you-to open my
heart to the woman ] esteem above all
others. Jane Audley, listen to me. l love
your
"Er-will you be my wife?'' asks the love
sick bachelor in Mr.. De Mille's clever
Men and Women" The lady doesn't
pause in sweet and doubling diiiut nee,
blush and make believe she didn't hear.
She just wheels around and snickers n reg
ular VAssar snicke,. why, cert'nlyl' she
says.