The star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1908-1909, 1909-02-12

times men who loved women truly and
devotedly have gladly laid the treas
ures of the world at their feet.
There is no money question between
those men and women who really love
one another. There can be no division
of interest.
No man worthy of a woman's love
need have the club of a private income
or a dowfy held over his head by his
wife to insure to her fair treatment
and the man who cannot be trusted to
deal justly in matters of money, as in
all other things, with the woman whom
he seeks for a wife, Is not the sort of a
mar a woman is justified in marrying.
Unless she has the most unquestioning
confidence in hinl-first in his ability to
make his way in the world, next in his
sense of justice INT fairness; finally, in
his undying devotion, no woman loves
a man as a wife should love him. for
true love cannot exist where there is
not absolute faith, trust and admira-
ton.
The only man any woman has any right
to marry is the one she picks out a.
1.-THE one in ten thousand"-the only one
she would care to call her very own-
the BILLY" in whom the sun rises and
never sets-the one whose word is all
wisdom, whose most modest achieve
ments loom up as the deeds of a hero,
whose gifts are as gifts from the gods,
and whose presence. brings joy and
peace.
Love is blind. it is true, very blind
and leads US into dreamland. But isn't
it ten thousand times better that we
should lead less practical lives and love
thar to be so intensely practical as to
drive love out of our lives n Stifle
affection almost before we reach the
altar.
% Is it going to pay to bring into the
world a generation of sons and daugh-
tiers through loveless marriages? What
will the harvest be?
on the banks of the shining Jumna,
in India, stands perhaps the most beau
tiful building in all the world-the Tai,
erected as a tribute to woman, in mem
Dry of one especially-the Mumtaz
Mahal Grown of the palace by her
husband, the emperor. For fourteen
years this woman was the devoted wife
of the emperor. the sharer of all his re-
sponsibilities; married, mind you, at
lllAitltNlt' liOIllCI VI SCNtI CilllulS Gil.
When she died the emperor sum-
moned the genius of the whole people
and there was conceived the magnificent
mausoleum, the Tai. Twenty thousand
men, artists, architects and artisans,
labored for seventeen years building
this marvellous monument to the eX-
traordinary personal character of this
woman-symbolic of wonlanly grace
and beauty. With its incomprehensible
charm, the marble fairly glowing with
life tints. the dome and minarets re-
%splendent in the sunshine, it's outlines
mlrrored in the wide canal, the Tai is
a Veritable dream castle, love palace,
indescribable n beautiful'-the most
superb tribute born of the love of one
man for one woman that the world
knows of.
Imagine, if o will, for a moment,
q dispute over the government of the
palace, over the sharing or admins
tration of finances. or a quarrel over
the burdens and responsibilities thai
had fallen upon one or the other-be-
tween lovers such as this Indian en-
peror and his noble empress,
Conceive, if you can, this woman's
parents enriching her so that she might
never have to trust herself to the tender
mercies of the husband she chose to
take unto herself!
Contemplate the possibility of a love