The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1903-03-21
CoMMoNpLAcEs DULL LOVE.

Heigho, one day yawned King
Francis, distance all value en-
hances." Today there are hundreds
of men and women who are bored to
safety. 1t is sad reflection on hui
man nature that, having obtained an
object, we so easily tire of it, but it
is none the less true. Having ac-
knowledged the humiliating truth,
let us search for some of the under
lying reasons. AS long as we have
to work to gain the coveted object,
we value it accordingly; but once
gained, alas ! it loses much of its
charm. 1t is still treasure, and as
such must be guarded from all in
truders, but it is very negative treas
ure-one that, knowing we possessit,
we are content to put aside and only
gaze at occasionally. It's value has
decreased with its possession. Many
husbands and wives are living exam
pies of this problem. Before mar
riage each is striving to make a good
impression on the other. The man
cannot show enough thoughtful at
tention. He is anxious to crafty his
sweetheart's smallest desire. Every
new garment she dons is appreciated
and admired. With the woman it is
much the same. She tries in every
way to make herself attractive wears
her prettiest frocks; strives to be
bright and entertaining peforms lit
tie thoughtful, loving services for
him, and never forgets that in order
to hold his love and attention she must
do her share of the work.
After year or so of married life
there is often sad decline in the pre-
ferred stock of married bliss. The
love is still therein fact, it is oftimes
deeper and truer than it was before
marriage-but the outward and visi-
BILE signs of it have ceased. The hus-
hand has ceased to be the lover the
wife has ceased to be the sweetheart.
They have each become so accustom-
love that they have grown to take it
as matter of course and to feel that
1t needs no expression. The wife,
burthened with household and mater
nal cares, has ceased striving to make
herself beautiful in the eyes of her
husband; has ceased many of the
lovable little actions that made the
sweetheart so irresistible. The hus-
band, on his side, has become so Sc
cure in the possession of his treasure
that he has grown lax in his guarding
of it. He no longer notices the new
gowns. He is not half as concerned
as he used to be over the tired lines
that tell of fatigue, the weary droop
of the once upright figure. Love is
still there, but he is almost buried
under commonplaces, and this Love
will not have. He expects to be
treated as valued and never neglect
ed guest, to be paid daily court to
and not pushed aside and only brought
out in cases of emergency. AS a rule
the victims of this ossifed love are
aware of their sad condition. They
DULY wonder why the days that are
do not seem like the days that were.
They regret that life has lost its
sweetness, and all the while love
dear, neglected love-is tugging at
their elbows, crying out for rejuvena-
ton. Love is not an orchid, living
on air and light; nor is it hardy
self-grown perennial, fourishing
without care. 1t is delicate, beau
tiful flower that needs good, nourish-
ing ground into which to thrust its
tender fbres. Without constant care
it willis and dies. The men and wo-
men who are treating their love as an
orchid or hardy perennial are in
great danger of losing their precious
possession.
They are too sure of it and are ne
glecting all the little attentions that
it demands. Let the husband who
has grown rusty in loves language
furbish up his vocabulary; let him re-
member some of the tender courtesies
of his courting days let him brush
the cobwebs of indifference from his
eyes and gaze on his wife with the
rose-hued glasses he was wont to use.
Let the wife who has grown to
think that she has no duties outside
the care of her children and house re-
new some of her girlish charms and
graces; let her try flirting with her
husband. Instead of spending all
her time and energy on caring for his
children and his home let her devote
some time the renewal of the attrac-
tions that made her his sweetheart in
the first place. Love will come back
with flying feet, and wherever he is
welcomed and treated as an honored
guest he gladly lingers.-Mew York
Journal.
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