Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1912-02-13
CHAPTER XIV.
The Mans Heart.

Now, love produces both happiness
and unhappiness, but on the whole 1
think the happiness predominates, for
love itself if it be true and high is
its own reward. Love may feel itself
unworthy and may shrink even from
the unlatching of the shoe lace of the
beloved, yet it joys in its own exist
ence nevertheless. OF course its
greatest satisfaction is in the return,
but there is a sweetness even in the
despair of ths truly loving.
Enid Maitland, however, did not
have to endure Indifference, or fight
| against a passion which met with no
response, for this man loved her with
| a love that was greater even than
| her own. The moon, in the trite aphor-
ism, looks on many brooks, the brook
| sees no moon but the one above him
in the heavens. In one sense his
! merit in winning her affection for him
self from the hundreds of men she
knew, was the greater; in many years
he had only seen this one woman.
Naturally she should be everything to
him. She represented to him not only
the woman but womankind. He had
been a boy practically when he had
buried himself in those mountains,
and in all that time he had seen no.
body like Enid Maitland. Every ar
gument which had been exploited to
show why she should love him could
be turned about to account for his
passion for her They are not necess-
airy, they are all supererogatory, idle
words. To him also love had been
born in an hour. 1t had flashed into
existence as if from the fiat of the
Divine.
Oh, he had fought against it. Like
the cremites of old he had been
scourged into the desert by remorse
and another passion, but time had
done it's work. The woman he first
loved had ministered not to the spir-
itual side of the man, or if she had
so ministered in any degree it was be-
cause he had looked at her with a
glamour of inexperience and youth.
During those five years of solitude, OF
study and of reflection, the truth had
gradually unrolled itself before him.
: Conclusions vastly at variance with
what he had ever believed possible
as to the woman upon whom he had
first bestowed his heart, had got into
his being and were in solution there;
this present woman was the precipitant
which brought them to life. He knew
now what the old appeal of his wife
had been. He knew now what the
new appeal of this woman was.
In humanity two things in life are
inextricably intermingled, body and
. soul. Where the function of one be-
gins and the function of the other
ends no one is able to say. In all
{ human passions are admixtures OF
| the earth earthly. We are born the
sons of old Adam as we are reborn
. the sons of the New. Passions are
complex. AS in harvest wheat and
Z tares grow together until the end, sc
: in love earth and heaven mingle ever
He remembered a clause from an an
Gent marriage service he had read
r with my body / thee worship" and
s with every fibre of his physical being
n he loved this woman.
II "Oulu De lQle 10 Oeuy lHdl, LII
I possible to disguise the facts, but il
/ the melting pot of passion the pre-
ponderant ingredient was mental ant
9 spiritual; and just because higher ant
! holier things predominated, he helt
g her in his heart a sacred thing. Low
is like rose: the material part is tn
beautiful blossom; the spiritual facto
L. Is the fragrance which abides in tn
"a rose jar even after every leaf has fad
= ed away, or which may be expresses
d from the soft petals by the hard Gil
q cumstances of pain and sorrow unit
IS there is left nothing but the lingerin
y perfume of the flower.
IS His body trembled If she laid
L hand upon him, his soul thirsted 70
'e her; present or absent he conjure
e before his tortured brain the sweef
, ness that inhabited her breast H
had been clearsighted enough in al
y alyzing tie past, he was neither cleal
Is sighted nor coherent IL thinking c