The advocate., 1894-03-28

and the world is no longer the world
of yesterday. Happy for her and for
those about her if this great SOul-awak-
ening come not after her marriage, for,
come when it will, no matter what
family ties. may bind, it will rule her
destiny like tyrant and all other ale
glance will be disoWned. This is what
makes deserted homes, ruined women
and blasted lives. All, if divorce courts
should reveal the real causes Of matri-
monial unhappineSs instead of the mere
legal eCcILSeS for separation which the
court records reveal, how the lesson l
am trying to teach would be impressed
upon eyena "busineSS' world! Womans
soul is beautiful poem, which few can
read, still fewer appreciate. Its musi-
cal rhythm can never be translated into
the chilly language of the commonplace
world. He who would reyel in its en-
chanting cadenceS must learn the Ian
guage of the soul; it must be read in
the original. What most men call a
wOman's love, is but literal tranSla-;
tiOn of this poem bereft of all that
makes it beautiful, and, so, many
women 60 through life with their hearts
unreVealed even to themselves. What
wonder that when some true student
of the heart teaches woman to read the
beautiful idyl hidden in her own nature,
all the common ties Of life are snapped
asunder, all other thoughts are aban-
dOned, and she gives herself entirely to
listening to the sweet, mysterious mel
Ody of romantic love! Some beautiful
things not even wealth can utterly de-
strOy. When his daughter elOpeS with
his cOaChman, or his wife deserts him
for some poor artist in garnet and is
happy there, even the millionaire has
cause to reflect that though with his
mills and factories he may pOllute the
rippling streams and mar the loVelinesS
OF landscapes, his power stops this side
the soul; he may bury it beneath his
cold COnVentiOnalitieS, but he can
neither slay nor sully it--let it awake,
and all its beauty will be there and all
it's Sublimity, too.
Nevertheless, let not my maiden read
erS conclude too hastily to wed and be
poor. Love must live in an atmosphere
of freedom from SOrdid care. 1t agrees
not with too much "buSiness, nor with
abject poverty. "Love in a cottage" is
all well enough if you own the cottage,
if it has no mortgage on it, and if your
living is assured; otherwise, therOmance
loses its glamour. Hence, John Cot
terrell was right; poor man, working
for wages, hardly dare let himself know
| he has heart. Is it not astonishing
that poor young men who actually have
hearts and who have to work for wages
and try to forget there is such thing
as love, home and children, should go
on, year after year, voting to make do
mestic joy forever impossible for such
as they? The young man who de-
nOunceS socialism, or who votes against
it, is simply doing all he can to make
WOman'S love and the prattle of chill
dren luXurieS he must never hope to en-
joy, and every young woman so un-
fortunate as to be acquainted with him
should Shun the wretch. Let him bring
forth fruits meet for repentance by YOt-
ing for new state Of things for men
and women, before he shall ever again
be tolerated by the sex he insults by his
stupid malignity. But, see how we
have Wandered Let us return to our
story.
John and Lena did meet again soon.
Their meeting came about in a way
which neither of them could have an
ticipated, and which gave each of them
more exalted opinion of the other.
At the next meeting Of the Daugh-
ters of Joanna after that which had
been held at Mrs. Delorme's, Lena
overheard another lady telling her aunt
about the condition of a destitute fam
lily out in the suburbs beyOndt the shops,
where many workingmen lived. The
husband, a labOrer, was i'll, and his wife
had both him and babe to take care
of. so the household had no bread-Win-