Audubon County Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Audubon Co., Iowa) 1885-1894, 1891-02-12
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taking an interest--a heaftyinterest--
in all my lovers plans, desires and
tastes. He liked Dickens Dickens
bored me insufferably; but | read
Dickens with him.
/ had avoice, which, as i have limited,
he, Rex, could not enjoy but he was
generous, and. when my parents and
friends advised a seasons study with
Lamperti and a tower cof the old
world my king opened not only his
dear kind heart, but his purse; and
my trunk, my travelling bag my hand
soonest rugs and appointments werea all
OF his purchasing because, he said 81
shall love to think tirlr~ il is j who
have made You comfortable, and
when far away from me there will be
these inan,mate reminders OF me-"
Every day thoipost bore its little
message to my. love- each hour l
thought: +" II only he. We're here, that
my eyes might not, in seftishness rest
alone on these wonders"
thine, silence and absence are
pitiless destructiycs, says the author.
We two lovers proved the untruth OF
this CHASTITY motto; our love thrived
and grew clearer, greater, finer, on the
very diet we fed to'it,
was going home, ChangedY Yes,
travel changes every onei and when
we let the loved one go we must know
IN our HEARTS that he or she will
return to us changed There was n
growth away from us, there were new
minds to touclEN'new magnetic in
iiuence, u new point OF view, new
perspective; and the homecoming
must find us drawn nearer together
or driftod u little apart, but change
an. growth has surely come.
Changed, knew was. But there
burned this one great spark-my lov0
M stcadiastly and M clearly M when
it was new, So soon would be clasp,
ed in his arms, those arms that folded
about me with the strength Of iron
and the loving tenderness OF u mother
| will tell nothing OF the slow home,
ward Journey, OF tho heart-pangs
had M | sat on deck ut night and
permitted the professor, n cultivated
musician, to- talk to me. All thin
seemed sacrilege: il seemed trcachery
that | could even tolerate il; that
enjoyed it was criminal almost.
We landed at last, Every journey
however slow, however sweet, or
iraught with anguish must end. And
there was my lover with beaming eyes
and gifts OF flowers and jewels for me.
was glad to see him, but not SO
happy as had thought to be. Why
way he not SO tall Ms he had beenp
| Why was he changed Why did it
sting me that on,the homeward drive,
| his voice, his address, his manners
were all 40 changcdp Or was the
change in myself could not tell.
This was the most miserable moment
OF my life and he, too, felt the want OF
the true ring in me.
Az the days--those time markers
went by we tried to return to the soul
to-soul loafs. We read together; his
voice Jared upon me. We talked; his
different views OF life made my heart
turn sick with impatience. Suddenly
it all seemed gastly, hopeless, horri-
bile. | knew why But how could
tell the true Soul, the loving man, who
was yet all tenderness To me, and
who urged that the wedding day
should be appointed, that | was no
longer his? Whose had / become2
What was il?
Ask the fates who, spite of struggles
and pullings against the current plan
our lives for ny. knew not then;
know not now. | had outgrown this
| n,uu fnr vvbnn, I halinyaI God nlnn.
made for me; and what awaited me
fearful nights and prayers and fearsY
Love il not compulsory, and could
no more bid my love return than can
the limb broker from the sculptors
marble become again n part OF tho
beautiful statue, Pitiful truth, Sad
reality. Sorrowiu knowledge, Out
wn.-Toront6 Paper.