Evening star., 1902-09-13
C0NFIDEN CORNER
"MELANCHOLY" DAYS BRING
SERIOUS THOUGHTS.
Women May LoveTGenius, but They
Usually Marry the Simple
Hearted Man.
Written for The Evening star.

russet plume, a hickory is tipped with yell
low. But soon, when once the horseman
of the north has been this way the whole
wood will be changed into the glory of
scarlet and gold. And when the harvest is
really passed and the summer ended every
woman knows that the record of the season
is written in her heart in all the brilliancy
of the autumn trees. The Irritation of the
summer, that meant nothing but the
amusement of the day; the sweet, wild un-
reasoning fascinations, and the true and
faithful love are represented by the brown
the crimson and the evergreen leaves All
must fall and become the leaf mold at the
root of desires and hopes and disappoint-
ments to come. For after fruition comes
oblivion. The progress is the simplest thing
in the world. The result inevitable 1t is
the way of all nature, but men and women
are the only rebels in the Creators scheme
They do not take kindly to the statement
that their days are the grass" Nor do
they like the idea that as a flower of the
field so they flourish until the wind passes
over them and they are gone"
A Pretty Legend.
1t is said in sacred legendry that some of
the angels in heaven rebeled at the author
ity of the Lord and in consequence thev
were tossed from the ramparts of heaven
down to the earth. Here they missed many
Of the delights that had been theirs in the
celestial world, but they found green lands
and tender pools, and looked up to see what
had been the golden floor of heaven an
azure roof of soft and holy silence ieWeled
with many colored stars. Then, as they
gazed and called it good, up from a bios
Soming glen that nestled in twilight was
borne to them a sound they could not un-
derstand-a soft and thrilling melody that
was not song nor speech or any other music
they had heard beforehand then, like a
rush of little fieecy clouds, scurrying and
painting and full of merriment, there came
into their sight a laughing throng of the
daughters of men.
Then it was the rebel angels glOried in
their rebellion. They wooed and won and
married the maids and settled down to do
mestic life on the sOrrOwful planet named
Earth. There were not so very many of
them, all told. And their descendants are
said to be few. But whenever you hear a
lover call his sweetheart an angel-you
will know that he has found one of the
daughters of the rebelli ion. But you will
know further what maybe he does not
know. That an angel woman and a fairy
woman have one curious trait in common.
They will change to ordinary mortaIs if
they are not treated well.
When man marrieS one of them it is the
easiest thing in the world to keep her wrap
ped in the radiance of her angelhood-if ne
has learned the secret word and that word
is just Remembrance. He knows that she
love carries the magic light of revealment
of all things that are good and lovely and
beyond the common eye. And just as long
as he remembers what he has seen all is
we'll But when he lets husband-cares and
father worries blur his vision and hide her
wings she will be transformed into frow-
sy and discouraged woman before he has
time to think what he has done.
But an ordinary woman who marries the
man who thinks she is an angel has only
h,a1U o h.r 1rt tn
make him believe it all along the way.
Things Get Mixed.
Sometimes these blundering, primitive
men creatures, who make no claim to ce-
lestial descent. must be pretty nearly per-
feet in the sight of God. These bluff.
every day. shrewd innocents of trade and
commerce, who are wise in the ways of the
world. but helpless!y ignorant of the tricks
and manners of that complex and capri
cious thing woman calls here heart I
honestly believe there are few men who
Willfullv hurt women. Ones rough, we'll
hands sometimes crush heart
as the eager boy bruises the wings of the
butterfly that he catches, swinging on q
rose bush in June's garden. He Is not
cruel. But he does not understand the
fragile delicacy of those gossamer pinons
and he Weeps at the last over what he has
done.
Things are sadly mixed in this marriage
plan. genius and dullard; eagle and goose
have married and rued; and they have
done so ever since the daughters of men
consorted with the angels. Men and wo-
men alike have sought for mates among
their descendants, and there have not been
enough to go around.
Perfection is not q thing to be desired
In this faulty world. Even these adven-
turers from paradise were not perfect
angels. That is why they were SO popular
They We're political exiles, prehistoric an
archlsts, dashing disputants and splendid
rebels. L think they founded Ireland. At
any rate their immortal discomfort is to be
met with in every quarter of the world and
the[e is no telling where one of them may
De found. We women are always looking
Tor sign by which we may know a sur
vivor of this band. and sometimes we think
we discover the bulge of wings at the
shoulders OF dress coat only to learn that
II is nothing but tailors padding after all
But mat does not discourage us. For we
know the evolution NAV have deprived the
men angels Of wings, but left all the other
ahseHc qualities in their breasts
And SO we take what time has left and
rest our heads upon the wingless shoulders
well content.
Which She Likes Best.
am often asked what kind of man a
woman likes best and l am sure I have
given as many different answers as have
received questions. But today 1 am re-
minded that women love genius at long
-oiiSe' shat tliey admire wealth and power
as expressed by men who control the bust
ness ness W world; that they are proud of the
homage OF intellect and rejoice in the adu-
lation Of the famous. But when if comes
TO the choice of man for a husband If a
woman has passed the Isle of shoals that
les all along the way from youth up to her
tWehtN-n1th year she is very apt to send
her affection like dove to the strong sure
refuge of simple mans breast.
+,o od course he may embody in himself all
nd
hero here, and capitalist all in one. But
think You will agree with me that it is
extremely unlikely. The angel strain
would have to be left out Of this combina-
,loh any way And that is most likely to
De found IN the simple, homely, single
ea hearted man than anywhere else. He may
not shine In society. But he will be calm
ana strong in the storms Of life and the
light tower of a homel He is the kind of
man who softens his big voice in the
sick room, and who undresses the babies
by the freside and plays "This little pig
Went TO market withfrtheir wee pink toes
before he rocks them to Sleep He may not
hno" Know one note of music frorn another.
BUT TO woman who knows motherhood,
tnefe IS no sound in all the world so full