The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1905-08-11
EMATINC CUPID


dered upon the open fire.
YES" assented Mason. Its like
all the rest-blackness and ashes"
1T is good thing" she sighed. that
we found ont our mistake in time. You
are SO practical, YOU take all the ro-
nance out OF life"
"You did not appear 10 think so
once" he argued.
II idealized you." she admitted. "I
suppose IL was the glamour OF tho
birth OF love"
Mason WINGED. He hated those
hyper-elegant speeches. 1T seems 10
me-" he suggested, that loves birth
was registered upon the vital statistics
about the time Adam woke up and
found Eve by his side"
She gave start at the suggestion OF
vital statistics In connection with love.
IL was Masson's matter OF fact speech
that had led her To ask him 20 release
her from their engagement.
Love is born afresh," she corrected
gently, with each new conquest. Love
is ever old and ever young"
Yes" said Masson bitterly, "and
sometimes he's old enough 20 know
better, when he falls back on that
born again plea
Have you no poetry In your soul?"
she demanded irritably.
YES" he admitted calmly. That's
where | keep it; not on the tip of my
tongue, like some OF the chaps who can
talk n lot and mean SO little"
when love really comes 10 YOU
she began.
''lt has come" he interrupted. ut
came TO me when first saw you com.
ing down the stairs at the hotel. | did
not know then that you were I'm Mrs
Hargreaves party, but did know that
you were the one woman In the world
for me-"
And yet" she insisted, "you have
placed your business before your prom
ised wife"
"No," he contradicted. II have never
done that. but have gone at my work
with greater spirit because knew that
was working for n home and for the
sweetest little woman In the world"
Marion raised her hand with help
less gesture OF dissent.
The trouble is.' he went on, that
you thought you were engaged to n WV
flied novel and expected me 10 talk like
the hero. | cannot"
THAT Is Just It," she interposed gen
tly. II saw that you could not give me
the love needed and asked you to
break our engagement"
Cannot you understand" he plead
ed, that it IL because | love you SO
much that l cannot talk like laure-
ate? If Il was Just u dlrtation | could
think up all sorts OF pretty things.
Now can only think of you and-I
choke all up" he concluded lamely.
you will soon find some one else"
she smiled tolerantly, "some falthfa.
soul who will understand and not de-
mand too much"
"And you" he cried mlserably, twill
marry some aGdle pated fool who will
speak hone. ed words before you are
married and carry them to come one
else afterwardr
81 shall never marry" she said de-
cidedly.
Nor shall Iw he cried. There"
pointing TO the blackened paper In the
CRATE, rests my romance. We have
crematel Cupid, but his spirit lives on
here in my heart"
He rose and lightly kissed the broad
white forehead. I'm sorry" he said
hoarsely, you could not be content
with the fact without expression"
Marion rose unsteadlIy to her feet.
The burning 81 their old love letters
had appealed TO her sense OF the ro-
mantle. II had afforded her a mourn
full pleasure Now something In her
heart spoke inslstently. She forgot
that Mason could not make the pretty
speeches for which she hungercd. For
the first time she senscd the mighty
love of the mana love too powerful.
too deep, to find expression In idle
speeches. She realized at last what
love really was through the destruc-
ton Of her self established ideals.
Mason had almost reached the door.
"Jim," she called softly.
He turned and came forward. In
tone and look he saw what she could
not put I'm words, and he took her In
his arms.
"And you said we had cremated
Cupid" she said several minutes
later.
Love Is like the phcnlx," he an
swered tenderly, "rising from the ashes
purified by the fire through which he
has passed"
And the phenix." she added, elves
on for n thousand years"
"And love-" he concluded, "for an
eternity" .EPES w. SARGENT.
Theology md Politics.