Arizona republican., 1891-05-17
THE DECEITS OF LOVE No Two Things Exactly
 Alike in Love. And What Shall a Man Say to His Lady Love About Her Fairer Rivals-MrS. Les lies Charming Dissertation
 on the Subject.

tCopyright by American Press Association.l
 One of the many advantages proposed to themselves by those ingenious persons who make love" to other persons of the opposite sex is the coming into possession of kindred soul to which he or she may communicate every thought as it arises, find an echo for every opinion and sym pathy for each emotion.
 Those of us who have ever experienced the tender passion probably "have our opinion" as to the working advantages of this theory. We know how easy it is to find soul, kindred or otherwise, of which it is wise or profitable to make mirror of our own, and have proved quite thoroughly the comfort of express ing each sentiment as it arises, our likes and dislikes, wishes, prejudices and opin- ions. Let me state just here, for fear of misapprehension, that in the words of Artemus Ward "this is intended to be sarkastikal," and that my sober and seri- ous opinion is, that this absolute sheer ity and perfect unity of mind, speech and conviction is merely one of those rose colored delusions hanging like sum- rise clouds about the dawn of love, and sure to be dispelled when the orb of light either arises in his strength or goes behind cloud.
 People who have found time to study the subject say that no two leaves upon tree, no two flowers upon a stalk, no two pebbles or grains of sand or crys- tals upon the shore, are exactly alike, but the microscope, if not the naked eye, will discern enough difference to insure individuality, and it is said that trained shepherd knows every one of the sheep in a flock of hundreds as posi- lively as his wife does the lambs of her nursery. And if grains of sand, leaves and sheep each have an individuality, and can never become precise fac-similes of each other, is it not rather foolish idea to try to force two personalities into the same mold, and shouldn't we suppose even lovers might retain sense enough to see that their two minds, hearts or souls are and will remain two, and would be yalueless if they were only the half of one, as they persist in calling them?
 Frederic likes Hamburger cheese and lager beer; Laura detests both, and dotes upon caramels and sweet champagne. A little lunch is in question, and Laura in sists upon the Limburger and lager, be, cause I like everything you do, darling" and so makes herself i'll for the day. Frederic does not generally initiate this example, for while man may be quite willing to surrender his politics, his re- igion and his literary tastes to the lady of his love, that is, for little while, he does not, as a general thing, sacrifice his stomach, and if Laura is not quite be- reft of common sense she will not ask him to do so, for, even if he complies with her request, he will never forgive either himself or her.
 And why should she attempt the folly of forcing her own palate into identity with his? And why should she pretend to succeed? And why, with her little nose pink in its effort not to curl up at the scent of the cheese, and her eyes red and watery with her effort to quaff the eff fervescent beer, should she perjure her self by declaring that she likes it "ever so much" and prefers it to champagne and frozen pudding, just as much as he does? Frederic, probably, does not be- lieve her and thinks her little fool for her pains, or, if he does believe her, fails to feel any gratitude or admiration for the conversion. His highest need of praise is That's where you show your good sense, my dear" and if the cheese fingers in her breath or the beer reddens he- nose he is ever so faintly repelled by the likeness to himself.
 They go out and meet Araminta, who is much prettier than Laura. Frederic appreciates the fact, and when Laura jealously taxes him with it he swears he doesn't think so at all, didn't know they met her, never noticed her costume, had forgotten the color of her eyes. Now if, like Laura, Frederic is resolved that there shall be only one mind and one taste between them, he should re- ply: "Yes, my dear, Araminta is far prettier than you, and her dress is far richer and more stylish. We appreciate the fact, and we hate her for it, anG wish we could deny it." But perfect frankness in this case would probably
 
 Frederic is too wise to attempt it, al though in avoiding Scylla he tumbles into Charybdis and disparages the rival beauty so much as to leave the impress sion that he is concealing far greater admiration than he really possesses.
 What, then, should he do or say, and by what cunningly devised deceit of love shall he conceal the fact that he perceives Araminta's beauty while still loyal to Laura? For my part I have no answer ready, for I never yet have met man clever enough to disguise his true sentiments upon such subjects. And here let me once more warn the Fred erics-that is to say, the lovers and ad- mirers among the male sex-that even a very silly little woman is generally acute enough to follow the workings of mans s mind in matters relating to herself and sees through those little deceits and pre- tenses of his far quicker than he can fathom her similar arts.
 Supposing a case like the above, really think judicious sincerity is bet ter than attempt at diplomacy. "Yes, Araminta is very handsome, no doubt, and dare say the crowd would admire her more than they do you; but am not the crowd; am your lover, and to me you are the woman of the world. Let Araminta and the crowd go by; I am satisfied so long as you remain"
 Some such speech as this, tr,thfaly uttered, will be to most women far more fetching" than wholesale disparage. mnnt of 1hnir rival which th,.u I.no,r