The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1911-12-23
ever looks at me twice"


"Nobody ever looks at me twice"
whole thing out deliberately, carefully,
laborisrsly. 1t is not as IL | were a
young sd. rushing blindly into a fu-
ture apparently couleur de rose, but In
reality full Of pitfalls. deep. dark and
treacherous. I am a widow. l have
been married once. ! know. A burnt
child breads the fire. l am a little
afraid of a second venture, my friend.
"Your letter lies before me. The ad.
dress IL blurred where I have kept Il
warm against my heart. II is quite
evident that at present you are blind
Love is always blind for a little while
for a very little while, alasl l an
beautiful. / am charming. | am al
ways in your thoughts. The fates
have willed that we shall be happy.
You are determined to see me again.
You await the word TO come. One Is
unconsciously charming. Many WON
en- absolutely devoid OF beauty have
charmed. So | may be that. but ! an
no longer beautiful. | was beautiful
once-that night I trailed up the long.
perfumed aisle of n befiowered cathe-
dral. the white bride OF the mar who
promised there to love. protect and
cherish me.
Love. protect, cherish I fear |
have lost faith in the belief that mar
riages are made in heaven. Heaven
had little enough to do with that mar.
riage.
Eyes: ! was beautiful then and long
after. People turned to look at me
twice. Once two ONE passed me.
One said. Isn't she prettyY And the
| other replied. she is the prettiest Won
an in this town
$50 you see | must have possessed
some real beauty TO be admired by my
own sex. Mustn't /? But nowl But
now. Nobody ever looks at me twice.
Nobody ever turns deliberately around
to look at me. Their glances rest idly
upon me and passover those OF the
little boys who used to do me homage,
even those OF the little girls who USED
to say: Look at her. She IS mine.
I'm going to be like her when am
grown Does this seem puerile 10
you? Does IL seem childish?
lit is tragedy. A woman should de
OF her first wrinkle. for with 1t goes
homage and with homage. love.
"And I am no longer young. All my
good. fresh youth was spent on that
marriage of mine which was made III
heaven. | have only the shadow OF
what ! was left for you. Besides l
am older than you. Written, those
seem ordinary words-just common
ordinary, everyday words-but weign
them. weigh them.
II should behold my every defect MIR
rored in your eyes. That poor shauo"
OF myself. which is all | have TO onef
you. would haunt me there.
Then despairingly l should attempt
to revive that evanescent charm you
say / possess in the effort to win you
back and fail. for doubtless the charm
exists in your imagination. now you
are blind. Seeing, 1t would cease "
exist.
FINALLY | should stand by the sioeoi
some fair young girl and, reading tne
comparison In those eyes OF yours SUI.
fer untold tortures. only such tortures
as are known to the hearts OF sup
planted women. Stay where you are
That agony is more than | could en-
dure and live. l tremble. l sufier IN
anticipation. l suffer acutely. lne
tears falling on the paper biol tne
words
But this was the Christmas letter
she sent: !.
"Come, Start at once. the
you receive this note | shall count
the days. the hours. the minutes. tue
seconds, the heart beats, till | see your
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