The Montgomery advertiser., 1904-10-09

pathy and comfort. "Ah, we'll" said the friend. 1t is a disappointment, but | you can't help it and so you must make | the best of it."
 \ There is no best to it." was the de- l spairing answer. She was the one woman in all the world for me-" 70 no! she wasn't; if she had been you would have gotten her. The right woman is waiting for you somewhere, was the consoling reply.
 They who can practice this philoso- phy, who can tell themselves and be- lieve it, that
 If she be not fair for me,
 What care how fair she be7"
 are to be admired rather than scorned. Undoubtedly they have the best of 1t and weather storm which would wreck less adaptable craft. Still all men cannot attain to such comfortable. if selfish. philosophy. Some loves have surface roots. while others strike deep to the foundations of life and charac- ter. Disappointed love. if the love be true and real, Is bitterly hard to en- dure. It is the fashion to laugh at and make light of love troubles, to treat broken hearts as a fiction and a stock subject for jest. Yet some men have known them. and of all sorrows upon earth there is none, saving that of irremediable disgrace. which entails such intense anguish to those upon whom its burden is laid. Neverthe- less, a broken heart need not of ne- cessity mean a broken life.
 "The day drags through, though clouds obscure the sum-" and no man hath the right to live solely unto him. self. The worlds work must be done and sore hearts are scarce apology for idle hands. Nor is there any cure for mental trouble of any kind, nor anti dote for grief and sorrow. like unto that afforded by the counter irritant of hard work; the curse laid upon Adam shows it's divine origin by prov ing a blessing In disguise. Work. work. work: 1t Is the iron blow share that goes over the field of the heart roofing up all the pretty grasses and the beautiful, hurtful weeds we have nurtured so tenderly, laying them all under. fair and foul together, making plain. dull, arabic land for our neigh bors to peer at, until in the night time' down in the deep furrows, the angels come and sow" Under its wholesome tonic pain grows more endurable. the character stronger, and times healing influence asserts itself, until sorrow softens into regret and regret in turn fades into tender memory with no touch of pain. Very weak or very noble are the few who cling to woe" wise men accept the inevitable bravely.
 Moreover. fortunately for humanity. few things are in reality so bad as tbev seem, few to which there is not really a bright side. There Is always inc chance that if a man had married the woman of his choice he might have rued the act. Marriage is In the na- ture of things more or less Of lot- tery. An officer of high rank in the British army once told a friend that he owed his happiness in marriage to his father. who eXacted from him the promise not to propose to any girl un- i'll six months from the time when he made up his mind that he wished to marry her. The young man found those months of probation his matri- monial salvation. Half dozen times they prevented proposal which he would have regretted, while his choice in the end was excellent in every re- spect. There is no step in life more imnortant than that of marriage, there fore there is nonegresarding which 1t is SO truly the part of wisdom to ad- here to the ancient rule: First be sure you are right. then go ahead.