The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1912-01-23
THIS PROPOSITION Of
MODERN LOVE,
WHAT ABOUT IT?


been a good deal said one way an
another lately about love; mora pal
ticularly sentimental engag
and why they are so frequently brof
ell off. Fave you heard anything c
it-what? No! oh, well, il doesn
matter; II Brampton says such is tn
case, why it is that's all Bramptol
always knows
The reasons for these disillusion
ments--that is, the reason sives, sr
various. All the talk, and the reas
ons, too, only go to show how ex
tremely transitory that love, whicl
once awakened, is supposed by III,
romantic to live as long as the lov
ers.
Many people, il is said, would new
er have fallen, or never would fall
in love, did they not read about Il
in books. 1t may be so, there is much
said about the malady in books. But
certainly this talk, that Brampton
tells us Of, and the present conditions
show quite convincingly that the
love we see in so many plays and
books Is not by any means the same
as this hesitating, mild affection or
uncertain leaning toward another
person, which forms the general
rule in life as we live 1t now.
II is easy to understand why this
Is so. In your popular romances we
have the genuine hero and heroine.
They always appear-in romances.
very seldom in real life. But IL we
don't have them real genuine heroes
and heroines in the books then they
are not romances, but just trash. No
matter how religious and philosophic
doubt may Cypress them chat Is
your genuine heroes and heroines in
books)-no matter how uncertain
their minds may be in that regard
they ought, at least, always to know
just what they want in affairs of SEN
timent There is no uncertainty or
mildness about your genuine. They
may not know their own minds, but
forsooth they must know their own
hearts.
True. that wherever we meet a
Richard Teveral he half imagines
himself in love with some Lady
Blandish. But we and he soon forget
her for his Lucy by the weir. He is
at his magnetic age" For only a
moment does he imagine. Quickly
enough the genuine presents. There
is no hesitation when Lucy comes
along Can you doubt his absorbing
unselfish devotion for her? Artistic
ally there could be nothing but UNI
selfish devotion, and certainly the ar
tistic fineness could tolerate no hint
of hesitancy.
What sort of hero, pray, would
Romeo have been had he written
Mercutio:
my dear old pal-What am TO
do? fell in love (that u.s. thought |
did some time ago with a certain
Miss Capulet, Juliet, they call her,
and we're engaged What do you
know about It? What am to do?
What am to do? What would you
do? I'm not at all sure now that
love her, that is, that ! really, You
actually love her, / like her well en-
Dugh, but ] don't think love her
Perhaps | do, but don't know.
What do you think? Anyhow the |
'amily is hostile. Better not risk Il !
WHAT"
Why even with his best blank |
'erse, Shakespeare, or Milton, either
or that matter, couldn't have saved |
hat situation. II would have been
for them even to make
out Of 1t, at all. Just such
entimental timidities and tremulous
oubts queries and questionings,
iithdrawals and hesitations, howev-
+, form the main stock-in-trade ot
lost Of the wouldbe lovers OF to
ay. So the weight of our talk runs,
t any rate, thanks to Brampton.
hey want to break off because they
re not sure they really care for the
erson. Do they? Someone, perhaps,
an tell them. They describe their
bored symptoms. One
ould say they were more indicative
post-matrimonial contentment
,ther than pre-nuptial bliss. They
re not blinded by love, and 1t has
cen said that true love is blind. No,
ley have their eyes wide open, for
ley seen one anothers defects. They
pint them out to one another,
or otherwise, and OF
purse quarrel good deal. Poor
odern lovers! Has 1t come to this?