The Montgomery advertiser., 1905-04-09

mv choice of all women in the world. No other human being ever gave to my heart that sequence which seems to round out and make life complete. To no other woman has my heart anu mind and soul responded. In your so- ciety I find that completeness whSn is-which must be-the will or the Creator in man. All the philosophies teach us the destiny of man Is to be happy; why should 1t be the destiny | of society to surround us with cooe | of laws and precepts in direct opposi- | tion to the first and greatest powerI | married a woman. She Is gooo woman. I promised to love, honor anu protect her. I was blind. So was sne. | When our eyes were opened we hhew what we had sworn to do was not only impossible, but the attempt to carry out the first provision Of the I contract was running both our iVes. Then I met you and the. sky cleared. l I felt the responsive thrill or na- ture attuned to my own. Now there were two paths open to me. TO opey the law and not only ruin my own | life. but another life as well, or to ois- obey the law and be happy ana useLui, | even though I must wear a mask i've a fife of deceit and be denied the de- light of enjoying with you the pleas ure of the world" Are you not happy as we areF she asked.
 "Yes. we are happy. but am not satisfied. I chafe under the restrlc- tions to which we are obliged 10 sup nit I want to be free to take you with me whithersoever l choose. why should we not sit together at the
 onera- view the same painting togeth- ar sneed over the drIveways or saii
 the blue waters of the sea in each oth- er'a company? What I enjoy alone IS trebly precious when you are py' IS 1t not so with your
 More than that, stephen. There ia nothing in which I find real pleas ure when you are out of my signt' Oh stephenl stephenl you do not
 you cannot know the depths of a wo-
 nan,s love. You have the world, your
 business. your club, your work, your
 triumphs, your defeats. I have noun ing but you. All my life must pc
 lived in the things you do--in Wha'
 you are"
 "Why. then, should we not stand
 up before the world and live this one life in our own way?" he cried pas
 sionately. over there in what the
 world calls my home, Is discord. Here
 vbera we live like outlaws, is har-
 mony. What is the use or all
 There must be some way out of the
 tangle."
 "Perhaps you ought to go away and
 never see me again. Your wife
 "My wife is a good woman, Vera
 She is better than any man ever Wal
 or ever will me. Man is not good me
 ia active. That is his business in life
 to work out the problems of exls'
 tence. But no matter how good the
 man and the woman may be, IT they
 are not of the same tone, the same
 vibration, they cannot be bound to'
 gether without discord, and dlscoro
 death"
 But could they not grow to under
 stand each other?" she asked.
 Here are two violinists," he an swered her. They are both masters
 They have in their hands perfect Tn
 struments. The music before them Ii
 the utterance of a genius. They pla! There is discord. The more they tr! to follow the score the greater the dls cord. They stop; they try again witi m better result. They tune their in ,, struments to the same key: it Is bet ter for a moment but soon the dis cord reappears. Why? Because the instruments are antagonistic to eacl ! other. No power can make them mar ; monious If that Is true or viollns now how shall you bring into mar mony two delicate human instruments
 who from the very law of their be } ing are tuned to different keys"
 They talked in this way for man! : months Three years went by am F then the wife died. They were free r Nothing now stood in the way of tha r happiness which they believed lay Il the worlds recognition of their low , for each other. The sanction of tn