The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-04-17

ABOUT broomStck; and II a dull subject
! can be made interesting purely by the style
| IN whlch Ii as treated much more may a
topic which comes home literally as well
as figuratively to every mans heart.
A World of "Reminiscences. saws the ST
LOUIS Globe-Democrat, is called up by
Inc Book of True Lovers" The words
suggest pictures of love and lovers of
| every century and cline Petrarch and
Laura Dante and Beatrice, Tasso and Lee
ohora d Este, 10 say nothing of Hamlet
ana Ophelia, Romeo and Juliet, and the
dozens more that Shakespeare ; and the
| uTamatlsts have given us, for. in a broad
| sense, these creatures of the brain are as
| truly men and women as those others who
| lived and loved I'm vain.
Every age has its true lovers, and In
every age the true lovers generally 90
not marry al least each other, though
'he sense of poetic justice is so firmly
rooted IN the human mind that men can.
not help feeling a qualm of disgust at
the recollection that Petrarch's Laura
ana Dante's Beatrice We're both married
women and that the little affairs with the
poets We're altogether side issues Nor is
| II IN accord with the eternal fitness of
| tillnBS that the men who most gloriously
depicted the Beauties. the charms. the
hohness of true love should themselves
| nave been unhappy in their domestic re-
ia'lons. NO Pictures Of true love were
| ever brighter than those drawn by Charles
Dickens yet the novelist was unable to
! accommodate himself 10 his domestic
| surroundings Dante could worship the
lleHioIy OF another mans wife but could
! Eot ilVe in peace with his own Milton
| 70 the END of his days, cherished tenderly
| me recollection of his italian love, but
louhd life uncomfortable with the two Mis-
lresses Milton. Whether any one of the
/
| ana lovers Woulds have been happier had
! ne married the lady of his choice is a
question very doubtful question. for
Cupld is tricky and plays such pranks with
! hymen as make the angels weep
Inc maj state of these Miserabes. how
| ever cuts no figure i'm the public estima-
tioh OF them and their works Nobody
! sympath'zeS with married man In dis
! tress, but a lovers woe appeals to all
someone says that the parting of two low
| ers represents more misery than the surgi-
| cal ward of first-class hospital. and SC
| perhaps 1t does, for the moment, but time
| Is SPECIFIC more powerful than the bal
sam witch Don QuiXole manufactured
! Weeping may endure for night, but to
the disconsolate lover joy cometh in he
| morning, when he has learned, as he
| speedily does, to love SOMEBODY else for
! loving, like working or exercise. or drink
I a
| accustomed to chewing tobacco can as
easily use one brand as another, and to
| the man who has formed the habit OF
| loving somebody the particular woman is a
matter Of secondary consideration.
| What becomes Of the lover after he mar
ries and ceases to be a lover is a matter
| of no sort of consequence. In fact. when
| he marries the world regards him as en-
| tirely removed from the realm of romance
and brought back from his place in the
! skies to the plane of other folks; the COM
mon level of everyday life, the level on
! which he works, wears out his clothes
| gets hungry and eats and becomes sleepy
after his dinner, exactly as do ordinary
mortals. For him the blaze of love is
gone, but glowing embers are fair sub
stitute for blaze and it is well they are
for although instances have been record
ed of men being greatly attached to their
wives, in the majority of cases there is
no better specific for the distemper of love
| than the formula prescribed by a clergy
man in full canoncals, with a stage set
| ting of bridesmaids and orange blossom
At a recent convention, says the Chicago
| Chronicle, eighteen women, ranging in age
from "a TO 64 years sat upon the platform
yet among them all the one upon whom
eyes rested was 80 years old, and her sweet
| expression, bright complexion, becoming
dress and pleasing personality gave prom
Use of indefinite youth. In this connection
il was noted by an acute observer that the
loss of the hair, tints and increasing av-
oirdupois is less to be regretted than tired
eyes anxious, untrusting countenances,
wrinkled brow and dropping corners of the
mouth.
1t depends much upon the temperament
10 which one belongs. There are three
the motive the vital and the mental or
nervous type. The motive temperament be-
longs to a figure tall rather than broad.
with a tendency to angularity 1t has been
said that this is a temperament for rare
talents, great works, great errors and
great crimes.
In the vital the strongest characteristic
is pIumpness; the whole figure is soft,
round and possessed of a sense of luxuri-
ance Such natures are usually comforta-
BE and agreeable both in themselves and
in their immediate influence upon their as
sociates, but they are Likely to be apa-
thetic and lazy and thus destroy the natu.
raj charm of manner and grace of outline
of body.
The mental type Is one which will i'm
press by the expression of the face rather
than the features. The figure presents del
icacy rather than decision in outline. In
persons of this classification one finds the
artistic. poetic and intuitive; excessive rul-
ing Of this temperament produces morbid
ness. biliousness and sort of unrest A
good proportion of each temperament will
produce in a woman that charm described
as being something Of all women"
"Myra, this is perfect restl" exclaimed
Parepa Rosa. I'VE shall be quite alone for
four hours"
"Yes, four long hours. There will be no
rehearsals; nobody else knows where you
are"
Parepa laughed merriiy at the idea, and
well she might. At II that day, saws a
writer in Success, she had sung at one OF
our large New York churches, and | had
insisted upon her going home with me.
We were friends in Italy, and so she read
lily consented. But by noon the sky was
overcast and gray Then came the snow.
whitening streets and roofs. The wind
swept icy breaths from the water as /,
came up from the bay and rushed past
the city spires and over tall buildings
whirling around US the snow in wild gusts
We hurried home and sat close to the fire
for an afternoons enjoyment.
There was a sharp rap at the door ana
a note was thrust in. u read:
MY dear friend; Can you come? An