Pawtucket tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 1890-189?, 1894-08-25

them IN a manner most surprising when
4 tninK OF it Really am so thankfr
that for once / resisted the temptation o..
nirting Love would have spoiled our
friendship, as IL docs everything Even
Mime. de Canaples torments her lover,
for she Is going 20 marry Jacques de Chan
diou, at least she tells mo 80. But on this
subject she layishos all the caprice and
childishness which friendship seems 10
have drowned in her with me. Sometimes
sho speaks passionately Of 10 beau jacques,
who Is "A dnshing officer Of ohasseurs, some
what brainless, very Handsome and quite
spoiled by Nine dc Plot Chandler. At
Other times Mme. do Canaplos says that she
hates him. and her sudden rcversions of
feeling are really beginning to torment him
into man OF thought. He oboys her like
/ faithful dog; she snubs him as n woman
docs "a man who loves her, whereas with
me sho is unfailing in her gentle consid-
Grafton, eeasclCss I'm her delicate attoD-
| tions. And the moral of all this Is, If you
love woman, don't make love TO her; II
! you loso her, don't marry her. / told her
so the other day. She blushcd and laughed
until the tears rolled down her checks,
saying as usual, The wit Of mani" as
she wiped her eyes and composed herself
back to the letter which was debating
| To my London tailor
But ! do wish she would marry Jacques
and be done with Ii. Her capricious treat
ment of him and appeals 60 my sympathy
are rather teasing. She always wants To
know what / think. Now that is just
what / don't do when she is by me l
| then simply take repose In her society from
all mental eXertion. 1t has become habit,
and these constant demands on my reason
ing faculties, though aattering bore me.
Can no woman ever leave well enough
( alonei
When she came I'm this afternoon, / saw
| by the way she lowered about my chair
before sitting down that something was
on her mind. She wore red dress very
| like that which she had on the day / first
met her at Mime. dc Retz's garden party.
| She struck me as prettier than ever, and
her charming figure was a Joy TO my eyes
as she lay on the sofa or leaned over TO
road my last poem. There is about her
something suavely womanly which acts
like charm on man. She has that fra
| granco of body and soul which makes me
feel as though life is really worth living
when she is at my side
| - am decided To marry Jacques" she
said as sho poured me out cup of tea.
AT lastl Allow me TO congratulate
you, " l remarked, with vast assumption
| of interest
"No. am very miserable, " she sighed
as she passed me the cup.
| "Whyfh
Because don't love him enough" 4"
"Why marry him then"
| "BoCauso-beCause / am lonely, Regi
nald, and her expression was piteous as
she repeated, "Oh, SO lonely"
"Did you love NJ. de CanaplesY
"No, l was too young"
"IIavo you ever loved any onoY" l in
quiryd airily after pause.
Sho jumped TO her feet like a startled
deer and confronted me with burning eyes.
Yes" she said florcoly. Yes"
"Was he marriedi"
She shook her head.
"DeadW
"NO.b
"Why don't you take him them"
She slowly answered, with downcast
eyes, He doesn't love me-"
Are you surey"
She looked up at me. "Yes," she said,
81 am quite sure.
"Wel, then, try to make him."
81 have, she retorted sharply.
was only just thinking how fascinating
| you are" She blushed. "Thero Is some
| thing about you which particularly ap-
poals to man. We are all such vain crea-
| lures that any woman, particularly you
| with few smiles might reduce the most
| Indifferent Of us to desperate condition. +"
| She shrugged her shoulders. "Have you
tried everything with himW
She turned on mo curiously. Now,
| really, what do you suppose l have been
| doingy Docs woman ever give up any
| thing but losing camel" She laughed
little sardonically and repeated wearily
| as she let herself fall back ON tho sofa,
| "Yes, have tried everything, Reginald,
dear; everything"
"You have even told him you love himf"
Certainly not"
"Try that"
"But," she answered, turning round Oh
me. Il have insinuated It, And IL he
| won't see IL it's because no can't love me
and doesn't wish TO tri1e with my affeo-
! tions by raising false hopes"
"A rare gentleman If such is the case"
"You approve Of him thenP
"Don't we agree In everythingf"
Eyes" she answered sadly. And then
she began to cry like child, violent, hot
tears Of rage and grief. My whole soul
swelled to sympathy. l took her hands
and softly kissed them. Perhaps l am
little I'm love with her, at least 1 thought so
at the time, but then know women SEN
sitivenoss too well TO allow my love to
burst on their unhappiness. Perhaps my
kisses were a triae passionate, for she turn
ed pale and pushed me away, her eyes bril-
| liant and gigantic as she looked at me as
| tOnishcd
Don't, please don't, Reginald" she
| pleaded
Il beg your pardon" She smiled, and
| continued cloquently: Il wish that man
| was not such a fool. II he only knew
| what "A fine creature you are; If he only
understood you as 1 do Tell mo his
| namol | viii become his most intimate
friend for your sake, and you know be-
| tween mon VIC have so many means of
conveying an impression, exciting Gu
| riosity abuu. some woman. l am sure
| that / could make him fall in love with
| you, my dear, without his guessing that
| even knew you, except as n casual ac-
| quaiutanca.
With both hands upraisod 10 the ceiling
she Laughed outright as she flung herself
| out of the room, cXclaiming I'm voice
| that | shall remember TO my dying day
Tho stupidity OF manp'
i am afraid that her verdict on my sex
is just, though may fatter myself that
there arc Jew exceptions. -M0cmillan's