The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1908-08-22
Immortal Love.

Love does not necessarily break up
ln such an event." replied the psychol.
nglst
II don't agree with you. Love after
the death of the being loved is sim.
ply memory"
Gases OF actual love between the
sexes are very rare-one In a thou
sand. They are not mere memory aft.
er death; they are immortal"
"Can you give me such case?"
Eyes, one. II is the only one that
has ever come to my knowledge. Lis.
ten aud viii relate It.
douglas Blssell knew the moment
he set eyes on Caroline La Cour that
she and he had been appointed by
Providence TO be lovers. Miss La Cour
recognized the fact at the same in
slant. Bissell was young northerner
who, after being graduated at college,
went to New Orleans as a teacher.
Miss La Cour was a creole. Their
love came as child is born-that Is,
perfect thing, though It grew as tho
child grows. It cannot be said that
II was a case of that turbulent evanes.
cent love which comes with extreme
youth, for Bissell was thirty years old
when they met, and Miss La Cour was
twenty-five. II was unalterable from
its inception.
1T was the woman who was taken
away. She died during one Of the
epidemics Of yellow fever that occurred
about the middle Of the last century
and but few weeks before they were
10 have been married. Such partings
--partlngs between beings In whom
there is this real immortal love-are
terrible. Miss la Cour in all the phys
zeal agony OF death resulting from that
awful disease did not suffer bodily
MS the lover suffered in soul, and when
I'll was over he fell into a stupor from
which his friends despaired Of ever
awakening him. He never was again
the same man. Z
Blssell never married. He lived
alone. II he had companion It was
his wife. He told others that there
was such a companionship, though
when he attempted to explain It he
failed signally. He could say rather
what 1t was not than what 1t was. For
instance, she did not visit him. 1t was
not one of those cases where one
broods over n grave. The mortal part
OF his love was placed In a tomb pro
vided for 1t, and Bissell went there
but seldom. He did not consider what
was there as being any more part Of
his love than one Of her gowns. She
was elsewhere.
But one day when he made one of his
periodical visits to the tomb to see
that the premises were in condition he
met with surprise. He found man
weeping before ii.
Pardon me- said Bissell, we have
common sorrow. You must be the
brother. often heard my love speak
= him be who was living II South
America"
az was not her brother. I am her
lover
For a few moments there was ST.
lcnce, during which the two men re-
garded each other with strange ex-
preston on the face of each. Then
Bissell spoke:
"'You say yeu are her lover. That
Is my position
aPardon me, It is mine
"sDo you mean to assert that she
ever loved your
,..c,lz st5 We v,at ~ poriu Che
was but eighteen. | offered her my
love. and it was accepted. Circum-
stances which / do not care to reveal
parted u.s..
Strange, replied Bissell, half to
himself, that she never told me Of
this affair
"aThere was no affair 1t was an
undying love-
'''On your part, not on hers
AZ believed she loved me always. /
believe she loves me now
"Bissell carried cane. 1t was one
of those sword canes very much in use
at that period. Taking it in both
hands he partly drew the blade, then
thrust it back.
..Pardon me; l forget you are I'M
armed
"fYou mistake; / am armed And
the stranger drew from his own walk
ing stick similar blade.
al fortunate, said Bissell, drawing
his steel. she whose mortal part lies
there is mine. You dispute her pos
session with me. We cannot both have
her One must give place TO the other.
But mind you, IL / fall she Is still
mine
s"There was a fervor in the last four
words that could scarcely have been
equaled had the object been a living
being.
"Tt seems to me, said the stranger
refectively. that we are about to fight
for that which has no real existence
"sYour words show that this love
you speak of in your case is not real
love. And she-she never considered
n worth the while to speak of it to
me. though perhaps she may have con-
sidered your preference for her us
sacred
aThe words angered the stranger.
His eyes flashed ominously, and he
placed himself on guard.
"One of the workmen in the ceme-
ferry hearing the clash Of steel, rushed
b the La Cour tomb. but only in time
20 see Bissell fall pierced through the
heart. His antagonist was unhurt."
The speaker paused. He seemed to
consider that he bad established MS