The daily morning journal and courier., 1903-03-06
COLD WEATHER AND LOVE.
Frosty Weather Decided Bar to Suc-
 cessful Counting.

cessful Counting.
 No man makes successful love in mid winter says the Chicago Tribune. Gu pid takes holiday from autumn until spring. In the Arctic regions, where perpetual winter prevails, marriage Is a cod-blooded business arrangement, with no sweet, delicious Hove days to precede and glorify it. Tn the spring" says the poet-that is, at the beginning of warm weather-"a young mans fam cy lightly turns to thoughts of love-" Conditions precisely the opposite pre- vail at the approach of winter Just as many marriage licenses may be issued during January as in June of Septem- Der, but if so this only points to the continuation of the numerous engage ments brought about in less chilly days and seasons. Exact statistics, if pro curable, would prove that few men pos- sess the courage necessary to face the possible negative of the 'only girl" with the thermometer below zero.
 'In the good old summer-tim on the other hand. it's easier to make love than not to-for the average man. All human beings are at heart more or less paganistic in tendency; the sunshine, fresh breeZes, long days, blossoming flowers, sparkling waters and glorious nights enchant and encourage us all. Moonlight without a pretty girl to help enjoy it is but a shadow of the delight full reality called up by the sound or thought of the word. And given moon- O ftyF rit.I rTytf6 G,@f1n summer breezes and soft starshine to round out the perfection of incident and environment, what man with any ten
 der side to his nature could avoid mak- ing love? The pretty girls, too, are nearly always sweet, good-tempered and most lovable-as most charming-in "the good old summertime" In the winter-well. the path of the would-be lover is apt to run anything but
 smoothdy. that's all
 Everything seems against him; in
 fact. everything but opportunity. This is presented to his attention in a de- gree, variety and manner all but mad dening, since it avails him nothing. He longs to make love most ardently, perhaps; the adored one is so sweet and alluring and altogether lovely that his only wonder is that all the men she | meets do not immediately fall down and worship her. He desperately deter | mines that he must bestir himself in no contemptible fashion if he would wrest this prize from his innocent, unsuspect- ing fellow-admirers. He lays great plans makes unheard-of preparations, thinks out tender, eloquent speeches | against which no maiden heart could withstand. And then-the cold weather | asserts itself with malicious. heart | breaking fatality and the coveted joy is | deferred; not forever, as the despairing ! lover tells his disappointed spirit in bit | terness, but merely until the spring temperature sets in. Only it's all the same tomorrow, eternity, to the little gods helpless tool.
 | There are countless ways in which this bitter disappointment can be ! brought home to the man experiencing | it. He takes a girl to a dance. for in- | stance, adores her all the evening,
 comes upon her, fleecy wrapped a little weary, unwontedly gentle and tender, awaiting his escort home when the fes- | tivities are over and it is time to say J good night. The little hand he touches ! by -perhaps-trembles little,
 it may be; perhaps it is not drawn too
 hastily away. The mans heart beats
 faster. It sings as he thinks of all that
 he will tell this sweet creature going home.
 But-the cold weather illustrates him.
 The girl shivers, folds her wraps more closely about her, becomes less and less 1 possible for love-making purposes