Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1901-01-31

life. | know it is not so. There are
women, wonderful ones, who come to
know quite early in life tina. nc man
will ever wish to make wives of them
For them, then, love in friendship is
all that remains, and the strongest
wish of all that can pass through their
souls with hope for it's fulfillment is
to be friend to somebody.
1T is mans arrogant certainty of
his future which makes him impa-
tient of the word friendship. 1t cools
life on his lips, he is so confident that
the header nectar is his due"
| Happiness and Humor.
There are many aptly put CON-
ments on subjects literary. and during
the trip into Italy many pertinent
opinions passed on art and national
sights and customs. There is so
much of genuine enjoyment of all
that is described, and quiet happi-
ness frequently tinged with humor so
reads with real delight what if less
skillfully told would seem trite.
Here is a portion of the first letter
after the journey began:
Il shut my eyes most of the time
Through France, and opened them on
a soup tureen full of coffee which
presented itself at the frontier; and
then realized that only little way
ahead lay Berne, with baths, buns,
bears, breakfast, and other nice things
beginning with B, waiting to make us
clean, comfortable. contented, and
other nice things beginning with c.
Through France / loved you sleepy
fashion, with many dreams in between
not all about you. But now l am
breathing thoughts of you out of a
new atmospheric great gulp of you,
all clean living and high thinking be-
tween these Alpine royal highnesses
with snow-white crowns to their
heads; and no time for word more
about anything except you; you, and
double-you-and treble-you, If the al
phabet only had grace to contain so
beautiful symbol.
Description of Venice.
Here is a description of Venice:
Outside, coming over the flats
from Padua, she looked something
like manufacturing town at it's ablu-
tions-a smoky chimney we'll to the
fore; but get near to her and you find
her standing on turquoise, her feet
: set about with jaspers, and with one
of her eyes she ravishes you; and all
her campanile are like the thin flames
of souls mounting up to God. That is
from without: within she becomes
too sensuous and civic in her splendor
to let me think much of souls. Rest
) and be indolent is the motto for the
life she teaches. The architecture is
the song of the lotus-eater built into
stone-were | in a more fiorid mood
| would have said swan-song, for the
whole stands finished with nothing
more to be added; it has sung itself
. out; and if there is moral to it all
no doubt it is in Ruskin, and | don't
, want to read it just now"
After the return from Italy an oc
casional note of sadness sounds faint
, ly amid the happiness-a pensiveness
seemingly premonitory of the sorrow
that is to come. One letter closes:
Twilight has been on me today, |
don't knw why, and have not written
it off, as | hoped to do"
End of Happiness.
The blow that shattered all their
! happiness came at last, and the three
letters she writes begging for explana-
ton ale of marvellous strength and
| f,,II
is felt only when they are read in
their entirety, but the following para
graphs will give an idea Of their quail
ity:
Come to mel will believe any
thing you can say, but | can believe
nothing of this written. l must see
you and hear what it is you mean.
Dear heart, | am blind until set eyes
on you again, Beloved, | have moth
ing, nothing in me but love for you:
except for that | am empty. Believe
me and give me time; | will not be
unworthy of the joy of holding you. /
am nothing If not yours Tell this to
whoever is deceiving you Beloved
only on my lips will / take my dis.
missal from yours: not God himself
can claim you from me till you have
done me that Justice Who has sud
denly turned our love into crime?
Beloved, is it sin that here on earth
have been seeing God through you?
Go away from me and he is gone also.
All, sweetheart, let me see you before
all my world turns into wildernessi
Let me know better why-if my
senses are to be emptied of you. NV
lips say amen now: but my heart can.
not say it till breath goes out of my
body. Good-by; that means-God be
with you. | mean IL; but he seems
to have ceased to be with me alto.
gether. Good-by, dearest. kiss
your heart with writing for the last
time, and your eyes. that will see moth
ing more from me after this. Good
by"
Despair Without Bitterness.
The letters which follow this fare.
well are filled with despair, yet never
anything OF bitterness. In one of
them she writes: