The daily Alaskan., 1905-01-03
AN ANALYTICAL LOVER
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he Whs NeEy uNilg llttAfs AAN AdN a way of probing things to the core and extracting the principles on which they were built. He had been professor then captain in the Spaulsh-American war, from which he had emerged colo nel by brevst, but minus an arm. He couldn't lecture because his subject was illustrated by experiments which required two hands. After returning to civil life he found himself in posses sion of a small cash sum. He came in with the troops that landed at Montauk point and stopped over at one of the seaside resorts between the point and New York.
 She was a young widow. She owned a cottage on the seashore and this sea- son occupied 1t. At the bank in the vil- Iage she deposited her funds. She did not keep a carriage, for she said she was afraid of horses, but she dressed well.
 These two met The colonel was de lighted with the widow because-be- cause she was very well fixed with this worlds goods. The widow was de lighted with the colonel for reasons which she kept concealed. To all ap- pearances 1t was because he knew so much.
 One morning they were sitting on the veranda of the widows cottage. The colonel asked her if she had a blank check in the house. She produced one, and be filled 1t for S1OO, saying that he was going to the village to get the
 money. The widow asked him If he would kindly draw check for her at the same time He complied. Her check was also for SlOO. From that time forward the widow drew her money through the colonel, SlOO every i've or ten days.
 One evening they were sitting on the beach listening to the plash of the waves.
 Colonel" said the widow, suppose you analyze love"
 -Iove." said the colonel, feeling his chin thoughtfully with his only hand, Is cougeniality. Just as there are har- mOnious strings so there are harmo- nIous souls. do not admit that love. is long in coming. When it exists. We. feel it at once. It reaches Us not as. slowly rising water, but with all the delicious eXhilaratiou of the wave that breaks over us. But l do admit that the harmony Is enduring in proportion as those loving find that the image each has built up to worship Is worthy. What Joy can compare with that sweet. sympathy which exists between lovers !? The man feels an impulse to nobility from being thought noble. The woman Is inspired to sweetness of character from a like motive. Each takes care to appear to the other what he or she is thought to be Such StimuMnts to. be better are always beneficial IL IS better to look up than to look down.
 When people who wish to be lovers begin to talk of love in the abstract the transaction is easy to love in the concrete. The tide was at the ebb when they first spoke of the sensation, and before 1t reached the flood they were betrOthed.
 There was nothing to interfere with the harmony of love till seven days had passed. when they began to speak of their individual affairs as related to their mutual comfort. Then they were not long in uncOvering that which was to the harmony of their souls what bass drum would be to church music. The bank account of each was SlOO, which each had drawn and re- deposited ad minimum. The colonel was without any support whatever. The widow usually lived on the rental of her cottage, which during the pres ent season had not been rented.
 "Hmr' said the colonel softly when the secret was out.
 T have usually supposed remark ed the widow tartly, that when a man pFOpOSes lO Il "pAAltALl LlS AtAa NA1 VI h'iN withal to support her"
 "In my analysis Of love- replied the colonel, while l denied that it came slowly, I admitted that it's endurance was proportionate"-
 Tut. tut The widows toe was wagging viciously.
 The colonel paused. then continued.
 The man feels an impulse to noOu- fly from being thought nOble'-
 -By fool"
 '"The woman is inspired to sweetness of character from a like motive. Each takes care to appear to the other what he or she is thought to be-"
 Pertaining especially to the man in this case. It's lucky l found you out before 1t was too late"
 T could wish" replied the colonel, "that we had never found each other out. What Joy can compare with th0t sweet sympathy "-
 Insane folly, you mean"
 The colonel rose took up his hat, hugged his mutilated arm and said good night" The kiss that had marked their pardngs for a week was omitted. The next day the warrior