Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1900-05-31

throughout life n name that In itself
signifies defeat-to dwell, as nine out
Of ten unmarried women must. under
the finger Of another woman? Is 1t
easy to look forward to an old age with
out honor, without the reward of use
full labor, without love? | wonder how
many men there are who would give
up everything that is dear In life for
the sake of maintaining a high ideal
purity"
She laughed u little laugh that was
clear without being pleasant And
then. when they have no other argu-
ment against us, they say: Go on, but
when you have made woman what
you wish and her children inherit her
culture you will defeat yourself Man
will gradually become extinct from ex-
cess OF intellect. The passions which
replenish the race will die Foolsr'
she said, curling her pretty lip. "a
Hottentot sits at the roadside and
feeds on a rotten bone he has found
there and takes out HIS bottle OF Cape
smoke and swills at it and grunts with
satisfaction, and the cultured child OF
the nineteenth century sits in his arm
chair and sips choice wines with the
lip of n connosseur and tastes deli
cate dishes with n delicate palate and
with n satisfaction of which the Hot
tentot knows nothing Heavy jaw and
sloping forehead, all have gone with
increasing intellect, but the animal ap-
petites are there still, refined discrimi-
native, but immeasurably intensified.
Fools, Before men forgave or wor
SHIPPED, while they were still weak on
their hind legs, did they not eat and
drink and fight for wives? When all
the latter additions to humanity have
vanished, will not the foundation on
which they are built remain"
She was silent then for awhile and
said somewhat dreamily, more as
though speaking to herself than to him:
'They ask: What will you gain, even
IL man does not become extinct? You
will have brought justice and equality
on the earth and sent love from it.
When men and women are equals. they
will love no more. Your highly cul-
tured women will not be lovable, VIII
not love.
do they see nothing, understand
nothing? 1t is Tant' Sannle who buries
husbands one after another and folds
her hands resignedly-The Lord gave,
and the Lord hath taken away, and
blessed be the name OF the Lord'-and
she looks for another. 1t Is the hard
headed deep thinker who, when the
,t,a "A ,r,f4T
him goes, can find no rest and fingers
near her till he finds sleep beside her.
a great soul draws and Is drawn
with n more fierce Intensity than any
small one. BY every inch we grow In
intellectual height our love strikes
down it's roots deeper and spreads out
its arms wider. 1t Is for loves sake
yet more than for any other that we
look for that new time" She had
leaned her head against the stones
and watched with her sad. soft eyes
the retreating bird. '"rhen when that
time comes" she said slowly, when
love is no more bought or sold, when
II is not n means of making bread,
when each woman's life Is filed with
earnest, independent labor, then love
will come to her, n strange sudden
sweetness breaking in upon her earnest
work, not sought for. but found. Then,
but not now
Waldo waited for her to finish the
sentence, but she seemed to have for
gotten him.
"Lyndall," he said. putting his hand
upon her (shc started. IF you think
that that new time viii be so great, SO
good, you who speak no easily
She interrupted him.
Speak, speak" she said. The DIFF
ficulty Is not to speak. The difficulty is
to keep silence"
"But why DO you not try to bring
that timer he said. with pitiful sim
plicity. when you speak. believe all
you say. Other people would listen to
you also"
81 am not SO sure Of that" she sald,
with n smile.
Then over the small face came the
weary look It had worn last night as 1t
watched the shadow in the corner-ah,
80 weary!
81. Waldo, II" she said II will do
nothing good for myself, nothing for
the world, till some one wakes me. |
am asleep, swathed, shut up In self
Till have been delivered will deliver
no one"
lie looked at her, wondering, but she
was not looking at him.
ITO see the good and the beautiful"
she said, "and to have no strength to
live It Is only to be Moses on the noun
tain of Nebo, with the land at your
feet md no power to enter. 1t would
be better not to see 1t. Come" she
said, looking up into his face and see
ing its uncomprehending expression,
"let us go. 1t is getting late. Doss Is
anxious for his breakfast also" she
added wheeling round and calling to
the dog, who was cndeavoring to un
earth n mole, IN occupation to which
he had been zenlously addicted from
the third month, but In which he had
never on any single occasion proved
successful
Waldo shouldercd his bag. and Lyn-
dali walked on before In silence, with
the dog close Mt her side. Perhaps she
thought Of the narrOwncss of the lin
it's within which human soul may
speak and be understood by its nearest
OF mental kin, Of how soon IT reaches
that solitary land of the Individual cX-
perIence In which no fellow football Is
ever heard. Whatever her thoughts
may have been, she was soon inter
rupted. Waldo came close to her and.
standing still, produced with awk-
wardness from his breast pocket n
small carved box
81 made 1t for you," he said, holding
II out
81 like IT," she said. examining 1t
carefully.
The workmanship was better than
that of the grave post The flowers
that covered 1t were delicate, and here
and there small conIcal protuberances
were let In among them. She turned
It round critically. Waldo bent over
IL lovingly.
"Therc Is one strange thing about
It," he said earnestly, putting finger
on one little pyramid. II made II
without these, and | felt something
was wrong. tried many changes,
and ut last | let these In, and then II
was right. But why was it? They are
not beautiful In themselves"
"They relieve the monotOny Of the
smooth leaves, suppose
He shook his head as over wCighty
matter.