Blackfoot news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1891-1902, 1893-12-30

the least breath Of c5ldness wOuid
sweep over her like > gale from Arctic
seas. payching, killing the VERY life
within her heart7 We men 80 seldom
understand q vOnan's nature We
Judge them all BIZ cur cTn standards;
gxe make no allowances for the differ
enee IN natures. we are like giants
9rampiing upon a dainty flower bed;
leaving devastation in our paths
thought ! understood her. my p0or
little Augustine. bat now. lCOA ing
back upon that tine, I-marTel At NY
own blind stupidity.
s-Trspse fooi IL =y alina folly p1T5llad ara
zaiasizT7 q z5Ts ne ugria uao eozia no.
MFssf stszf aru
did not dream q the depths which
lay below the surface in that tender,
loving heart looked upon her isitn
. sort Of pity. because sh- was 50 gen
tie and tender 50 loving and timid.
snd little did dream # the eapaeity
for suffering which lay hidden within
her innocent breast
This Is rot an exciting story: Il Is
"a plain. unrarnished taie;7 but I viii
eel Il. with 3 hope that some other
nau MAJ read Ii some man with the
fyTerbezring arrogance Of the average
male creature. and will pause and re-
F3ect upon his own eourse To such I
would say. Beware. The day may
come when YOU too, NAV stand alone
and desOIate When your head NAY
Be- bowed IN bitter nyEish--mad, IN
arziifng grief Beware how yOu deal
with q sv0man's heart-a yTOman's at
<ecii0n. q good. pure. noble woman
For God gives many gifts 20 mankind.
fluf none 81 priceless as a good
sg0nizn.s frne love
Rut lad al this - learn, as most
Lessons IL life are learned, Dy stern
bitter experience
Augustine hid promised 70 be my
vile. and was happy-hapoler than
z have ever been since. for I had not
urot-n 70 cold and arrogant then a. 10
later DAYS. ] think there IS devil
. familiar demon, IN every mans
breast IN mine. the evil spirit was
chiefly pride-foolish, self coneeited
pride II passes my understanding
fnow. looking back upon the past) Of
viIat has any mortal the right 10 be
proud and Fain-giOriOus2 Oh, how
she loved me. poor little thing, She
svOuld sit upon low stool at my feet
an look mp into my face with her
graz sad eyes, with such deathless
loTf-Euch longing tenderness within
fhei~ depths. that II touched me BE-
yond expression. and az the same
time. doubtless fed the fame Of my
mad self-esteem a woman makes a
grave mistake who allows a man to
sound the depths Of the love within
her heart-to lei him read its pure
white pages like an open book
Too soon he learns his power
and few men are generous
enough 20 res St the tenn citation u
syicid that power like a rod Of iron.
II las been said that ''our pleasant
vice. ofttimcs become whips Of scor.
pins 70 sconrge as 70 death 50
souetimes syoman's love, when Law
ished upon q man, self-ccnhdent,
rldiy-selGsn, as most men are, be
come, in rash, cruel hands, an in5tru-
ment Of torture, which tOrments her
into her grave And men are 50 prone
20 consider a yvoman's love deathless.
Not their own--oh. no. that is ex-
pected 70 pine away and die in time;
but hers must be perennial. ever
blooming, immortal And yet have
seen a woman's love die-die a slow,
lingering death; fade, and perish, and
decay. And for dead love there is nc
resurrection
@There's no ne7s Garth Il e for the dead.
No gathering up the tears once shed"
And so IL is with woman's love
though, then. / was 10th 70 believe IL.
sit win live forever" / had always
believed, and yet i was fate1 TO learn
that
mot dew, nor sunshine nor summer. rain,
On call lost love back 70 life again :"
The day came when Augustine stood
at fny side before Gods altar, anC
fal
she pt-conscientiOusly truly J.
like many men. kept them in the let
ter but not the spirit
She was mine at last, mine ''to have
and to hold till death do MS part
The honeymoon was like most othei
honeymoons then life merged
into the commonplace. II grew irii
some 10 me-the long DAYS away a
my Office desk-to return TO our littlt
home, and slagnation.
My active spirit chafed within me
aud longed for change -excitement
Home life palled upon me. / grew
horribly tired of IL all. Yet, my hone
was a pretty one, and its presiding
angel kept IL like small palace 0
neatness and beauty | must have
been brute not 10 have appreciated
the wondrous blessings which wcr'
mine; but / longed in secret for thu
old liberty and freedom 1.-The congenia
spirits--the club and the race-course
Had Augustine only asserted her
self. and been more firm with me,
might have reformed and in tim
grown quiet and contcnted. But ii
her sweetness ana selfabnegation,s h
lived only for my happiness, AM
would have emulated the poetess re
Gently deceased, who exp essed he
own Willingness TO ''make door-ma
of herself for the man she loved!'
OF course. man-like, I abused thi
unseifshness and devotion. / bega
TO absent myself from home; my even
ings were passed with boon compar
ions who gladly welcomed me back
their midst; an evening AZ poker or
Gheater party; made mp OF masculine
alone it is true--but with a decide
tendency to linger and excaim: Nv
won't go home till morning"
Augustine said nothing; she nevc
complained | wish now, with all ~
heart, that she had. A little jud