The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1901-12-01

WORLD.

Some women have al the instincts
If a bondsman's slave. No blows, no
kicks, no despising, contemplate, hat
ing words can quelI the love in their
hearts for some man who has publicly
repudiated and scorned them. To a
proud, self-respecting woman this slav-
cry of love would appear degrading and
contemplate. A woman's heart is not
easy to understand. She is the artist
that paints her own heart pictures,
however unworthy the model. The
soul of her art is to idealize.
Most women, says Marie Goubert In
Young's Magazine, are hungry for love,
appreciation and that proprietorship
that intones mime" Some self-suf-
fcient, self-contented women are found
amidst the wage-earning environ
ments. They have no liking for gray
en- images of idol tributes. They have
no time for idol worship. Love to the
wage earning woman means an acct
dent of meeting, an incident to be gov
erned and controlled according to her
we'll balanced decisions. The girl who
dreams away her life with thoughts
Of love is lost to all accurate reason
ing or persuasions. She is the heroine
of her worlds romance of love-the
fool of her destiny that gives love
thoughts to her mind and no work for
her hands.
When girls have brothers, they sell
dom die for love. They know that
all men are more or less like their
brothers-poor clay to make of craven
image idols. They know that human
nature has very little difference In
sex. Knowing their own nature, they
do not canonize a man into shrine
of love and deaths devotion.
Dean Swift wrote of women: Il
cannot conceive you to be human
creatures, but sort of specie of
monkey, which has more diverting
tricks than any of you. monkey is
an animal less nischievous and ex-
pensive, and for aught 1 know would
in time become equal to any woman"
IT'S a strange equilibrium of sex
that the more a man publicly de-
spised woman the more he was loved
by woman in his private life. Dean
Swift, ugly of face and rude of word
and acts, was loved by many women
of good name and fortune with a spirit
of defiance Of public opinion and
morals. Poets have written the cpl
tapFrs of two ladies of quality who
died because Dean Swifts love for
them had died.
1t is difficult to read the psychoIog-
ieal interpretations of the deaths of
love sick women. The sickness of the
women Of Dean Swift's time was the
repulsion of their love, the scorning OF
their emotions thus indicating that no
change of time can change the aching
malady of a love-sick woman. 1t APP
peared impossible that any woman
could love Dean Swift, if he himself
has written truly of his coarseness, his
unkempt person and low sensuality.
Women contemporaries have written:
''Dean Swift was the most fascinating
of men. Few women could resist his
charm of manners and his speech.
Dean Swift, like many men of to-day
act we'll their part of gallant lover.
Wolnen's idols are what they seem to
be, while love blinds their eye. The
clay touch comes when man will not,
or cannot, mount the apex Of loves IL
lusive dreams. Woman's love is a
dream; mans love is acts and the
quick disiIlusions of safety. While wo-
men dream and men act, woman will
always be a martyr to a love- tyranny
of sex Woman is a slave to her emo
lions. He who masters her emotions Is
her master. Once the emotions of love
are born woman floats in q tide of Sc
sations beyond all prudence of reason.
She defies criticism and morals. She
builds her own castle and expects her
hero on love to be the cavalier who will
scale the walls and demand love
pledges with 1ove-sweet notes of un-
dying faith and cOnstancy. Woman
forgets that the flavor of the first fruit
is sweet First love may be her first
fruit, but her first taste may be very
old and varied to the man of clay
whom she has nodded into an idol of
love.
The woman who endows the man of
her loves ideali7ation with the trib-
utes of a deity is certain of sad disil-
lusions and love sickness. The death OF
a loves dream is often girls saddest
death, even when it leaves her on
earth.
A French woman was once asked,
when is a woman happiest?" she
answered quickly, when woman has
no heart" The woman beyond heart
throbbings of love is entrenched from
the turmoil of passion and the whis-
perings of love- This is passive nap
piness that few women would com.
mand The woman who cannot reel
passion and love cannot well inspire IL.
with woman's lack of logic she would
inspire love and passion while her
heart remains cold and calm Woman
emotions may lie dormant and under
strong control, but they never die uh-
til the body testers and decays. some
influence. some elixir of thought ana
words has the power to inspire them
with a life strong and vibrant.
Women must love something. Ther
hearts cannot hush the call of tender
words and gentle care that they are
eager to outpour on the altar OF some
thing or somebody. A woman VINO went
out daily for twenty years TO WASH
woman's tub to gain the wages that
feed a cripple husband of peeVlsn tenn
per sighed and moaned when the town
charity lay him in his coffin. she SOD
bed, woman must love something.
have learned to love the burden OF my
life. Why could not God have left me
my lover"
The story of how the mistletoe gets
on the trees is most interesting one:
Covering the rnistletoe, says the Ladies
Home Journal, twigs are pearly white
berries. These come in the winter sea-
son, when food Is comparatively scare
and hence some of our birds eat them
freely. Now when a robin eats cher-
ny he swallows simply the meat ana
nips the stone away. The SEED OF tne
mistletoe the bird cannot nip. III IL
sticky and holds TO his bill. HIS only
resource is to wipe it off, and he does
so, leaving 1t sticking to the branches