El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1912-05-06

YOICES affect me like music IKE
" scenes in Nature
have heard the voice Of q
man or woman who was not visible:
and all the atmosphere changed as if
a sudden wind had arisen; or as if an
eclipse had taken place at MONDAY; or
as II a light that never was on land
OF sea" had risen i'm the skies at
night.
once in the desert OF the common
place heard a Voice and instantly L l
was enveIoped in beauty Statues
cleaned from hidden niches- and foun-
( tains played. and there were culture
and repOse and charm over all my
Voices are exact reflection OF the
mind and soul, or they are echoes from
past incarnatiOns-
Not all soft voices are pleasant; not
all loud voices are unpleasant Il de-
pends upon che Quality
There is a woman who is crowned
with youth and classic beauty she IS
like marble goddess TO see, and OFT
times I have beheld her moving about
eNOuiSiteIy kept lawns. under the
shadow OF great trees
4 Woman Whose Beauty Pieases the
Eye Until She speaks
She is a picture TO please the eve, q
picture-untI she speaks. Always when
her voice reaches my ears the same
thing occurs The beautiful lawns give
place to ragged, unkempt farm house
Yards the great trees vanish, ana see
only fOrlOrn buildings. dilapidared
stables men I'm shirt sleeves and "SuS-
penders" coming home tired with tcili
women with calico aprons and prema-
turely faded faces. performing as
agreeable duties. The utterly common
place and unrOmantic side of life Is eN-
pressed by the voice of this beautiful
women
IL is like a blow to my ear.
Her own nature is devoid Of romance.
there is no sentiment I'm her soul And
the voice tells the story OF te-nperllen-
tai poverty. despite her appearance and
Another women who IS sweet and
wholesome to look upon. and normal in
every respect speaks and STOW d2zed.
as under the influence Of some strange
marco tie.
Another Woman Whose voice sends
LIES Realities Far Away.
She may discuss weather or Donnets;
she may speak OF art and litera ture7
or she may laIk OF current GOSSIP yet
the same resu l1 inVarlaDly Iol!oWS
There is a little blur over my BRAIN
peculiar haze. and the real things OF
life seem so far away, and / imagine
incense curling up from censers in
some dim room some time. IN some
past life. she has been part OF such
conditions
once ] met a man of talents, man
Of whom the world had great hopes OF
mcnts. But after 7 had heard him speak
I ceased TO believe in his future His
voice was hEht-as chin as water run
ming over shallow places 1t could not
be voice or the depths
I know q man whose voice viii bring
calm out OF turmoil peace out of dis
cord, and rest out of WEAKNESS. Men.
women. children. animals. all feel Oh
magnetism and charm of his mOdulatel
tones. Each sentence is @ caress. how
ever dlSnlfled the words may be-
There are voices which rouse YOU TO .
action which stir yOu wl-h ambitions. F.
and there are others which fiji Won
with desDoudency. There are voices
which irritate YOU Ike the buzziug OF
an insect or the grating OF a file. and
voices which hiss like serpents and
snap like turtles
Sometimes from the rosebud mouth
Of youth proceeds the cracked voice
OF age; and from feminine lips the deem