The sun., 1901-02-14
VALENTINO DAY STORY.
Written for The Sun.


green cloaks, We're ho.aing iong talks
ogether and the Mystery of the time
vas speaking in some subtle way, SO
nat every one whose soul was not uyed
Il misery telt the contasion Oh CUPID 8
-oming. The lite stream, Low nozen
over, was singing a low song OH ITS rocky
bed, and gurgnng with the happiness
which, III the sprIng time, wou4u break
forth in joyous melody; for today is
Cupid's market day-tne day the little
god brings his wares TO earth ana oHers
them for sale. The sly merchant
stood by the side OF great tree, wan
his stores before him. Ills chubby
| figure was draped in cloth of gold,
and above his waist hung qulyer luil
of jewel tipped arrows. Ills bow lie had
dung to the ground, but, mark you, It
was quite III easy reach.
| On golden tray before him, lay st.
| alentines wares; Tor you know st.
Valentine and the sly little god Cupid
are one, hearts OF All sizes and OF all
kinds; big hearts. little hearts, bright
red hearts, hearts deep dyed in darker
hue, hearts of stone ana hearts Oh Ten
derness, hearts of innocence, hearts
made of all things-raptufe, JOY, reck-
.essness, mad delight, contempt. peace
nope, faith, despair, fools paradise
self abasement, distrust, agony, ana prid'
all bright and red dungLing IRON Q
golden cnain. Early as 1t was, there
was curious group about the mite
fellow; and from All over the hills
along the path by tine stream, cominl
rom the town and coming from tht
country, were maidens old and young
air and dark, colnely and awkward
coming to the great mart on st. Nalen
ines day.
Does it ring true, will it lastE' {
erious little face asked, holding biool
red heart in her hand.
Sly Sir Cupid smiled. Fair Maiden
crave your pardon Ask me not.
an but an agent Of the great god Love
bring you his wares and recomment
hem. Some of them are true and som'
# them false. Some live and some die
Fake tnat one, hold il 10 your breast, an'
1t it feed upon the warmth OF YOU
! leart, and of your soul and body, an,
nayhap it will live. You never can tell
, some hearts die OF excess Of care an'
/ ONE de of neglect.
If it will ring true, you ask me
Little maids must learn to know tina
ing. The only school is the school 0
ears and sadness.
And the fair maid paid the price-he
ieauty--aId walked away.
I Next came little child with blue eye
nd fluffy golden hair and gladsom
, mile, trailing ilaXcn haired doll by he
ide.
What are they Nlr. Cupid? May
ave one?'
Hearts," Mama calls me her littl
wcct Heart"
: "You may have one scme day littl
.ngle: some day when son forget YOU
{ .oll, and are willing to give UP your il
ocent play and 5yur bright happ
houghts and your peaceful sleep. The
! Oh may have one ~ F!ay with, to crusl
r throw away-:ls, uglns woman the
| on may"
/, Over the head of Tie child an anxior
:, faced woman pushed her way. Cul
, Il smiled recognition.
gain" he said, "and what have yo
,' lone with the gift l gave you a yea
go?"
Alas. / have grieyed over it, held
il my being, but it LETT me with man
. rucl thrusts aud hurts and stings, an
!, have come generous Cupid TO ask yo
:, or another
!. "Anothcr? ! prithec take thy choice
nd sad faced woman bent eager
:. yer the golden tray.
This one here looks tender and XII
= nd loving"
p "This one" said the silyery voice
J! he little loye god, pointing to lar
1f uscious rod heart near the end of 4
o! oldcn chain, would you not like Il
" ne!"
nd The woman raised her eyes, hrimni
e. ,yer with grratful tears. "Ah. v
an new, you knew" she said. Yes, y,
nat is the one | want" and she We
way husging it to her breast, as thou
, carfu She would lose it,
"Strangc. strange is woman" reflect
he little god. Il knew she would ia
y, hat one | knew she wanted the
"a ,cart though it hurt her, stab her a
or ting her. Nothing but the same {
lg. me would do. All well.-Wom;
'ld sUman."
ht What a curious thing" said sw,
Ie. oicc. l just heard what you sa
he little boy. DO you mean to tell me Il
ol ou sell over again these love gilts
en- AYE ave, over and over again. Son
lie INES the same owner comes to recla
II hem. Ofttimcs fair woman will Z
III. or one that has been used w
I'd. nows? Some like them seasoned a
all ONE like them fresh"
TO In the throng stopped a poor, sad g.
is 7oman. MY dear, dear Cupid" i
a and, "the heart yotl gave me last ye
nd has gone, cannot find it," 1t was
as dice Of Purity looking over Phryne.
a way urity has when all is 20
riy his looking for phryne. Phryne fiji
'ill he gold, she finds soft pillows and /,
he langings and night and day feastin
inc low does she find them without lo
ng }ir. Nickola Tesla, one of the great
ect nen OF our times who knows everythi
'annot even tell.
are well, little fellow, are you sell
al. our pretty baubles? They seem to
ro- soing off fairly we'll" A sweet but c
at voice and beautiful face, hard
eed ruel ..e head of the woman was v
poised and she had a sinister SIN
Her fine velvet gown swept the sn
In her hand was a jeweled lorgne
has "Some Of your toys look shopw
49, ny little boy. / know they are apt
- bring better prices, strange as it Il
ne eem. Al. no:none for me | am thro
'ho with the little Game. / play with IL
once in while, but the Game is fai
'm- to amuse me-
lite Yes, fair lady, some Of these are 81
worn, as sou say; but they all SELF;
me- ,orts | am sorry you won't take
he You may need it some day and then