Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1902-05-31
] LEAVING THE OLD HOME.

4 Dialogue Between the Mind AID the
Heart.
Come" said the Mind, .'it is time to
CO.
Wait moment" replied the Heart.
Il have been happy in this house, and
/ hate to leave tit
Yes, know replied the Mind,
brusquely. ''But it is shabby place,
and you are going to beautiful home.
l can tell you l am glad to GO
Why, so am |, - said the Heart, in a
kind of wonder. 1T is not that | want
to stay; it is poor place. And yet
And YETI lightly scoffed the Mind.
oh. you are sentimenual-that is it!''
1T may be- replied the Heart. with
a sigh. But, you see, there is so much
within the four walls of this room that
cannot 90 with us 7"
What, for instance?" inquired the
Mind, greatly amused and conscious OF
its own good nature in pausing TO rea-
son with so foolish thing as the Heart
Why" said the latter, in a low and
deprecatOry tone, there are so many
presences in this room that we cannot
take TO any other home, however beau
tiful 1t may be. There are memories
here the voice grew troubled-''of ones
we shall not be with again. Is it child
lsh to love a house, even though il be
poor, wherein l have known the best
that life can hold for one like me
especially when those who made my hap
piness are no longer a part of my life.
and only their tender memories stay like
breathing things i'll the places where they
were?"
'Oh, pshaw!' exclaimed the Mind.
with som imDateience. How foolish
one is to reason with a Heart. You
nave to be trm-at times. even harsh
with them. 1t is the only way. The
idea OF putting sentiment into an old
house from which the rains have washed
the paint-whose walls are dingy. whose
doors creak, and whose every window
rattles when the wind blows. What
folly
But" said the Heart timdly. you
forget there was one with US, while the
rains wore the paint from this house,
who will never be with MS again. To-
gcther we saw the sunsets brighten these
dingy walls; together heard these doors
creak and these windows rattle under
the fierce winds. on long winter nights
Life was full of happiness in those days.
without thinking or planning for bet
ter house. Even you and the tone took
on reproach--'were different then. You
were not so hard and Philosophical. / new
err heard you speak. in those Old times.
against love, or scott at faith You
agreed Oftener with me, and you knew
more of rest and content than you have
known since, with all your blind CROP
ings in search of a new faith. You talk
Of reincarnation and other things that
| do not understand in the least. and
when l fain would say the simple prayer
that we used to say together. you bid
me be silent, and tell me that our old
sweet faith is impossible now that men
are thinking for themselves"
After pause the Mind said coidly:
II suppose it has not occurred to you
that it is very bitter thing for a high
and brilliant mind to struggle for the
truth, and having found it after long
and tireless search to be told by its
own heart that it is not the truth at
ALL"
1T may be bitter said the Heart
slowly but not so bitter | think, as
for heart to want things that are de-
MED to the mind"
LET us 60" said the Mind. roughly
Il have made every one believe in me
save you, and you never will"
And although the Heart yielded and
went with the Mind she fancied that the
memories in the room took voice and
echoed: 'And you never will"'-Ella
Higginson in New York Daily Sun.