Licking Valley courier. [volume] (West Liberty, Ky.) 19??-current, 1912-03-28
CHAPTER XIV.
The Mans Heart.

Now, love produces both happinesa
and unhappiness, but on the whole
think the happiness predominates, for
love itself il 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 tho
beloved, yet. it joys in its own exist
ence nevertheless. OF course its
greatest satisfaction is in the retprn,
but there is a sweetness even ia the
despair Of the 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
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 mauy 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 boy practically when he had
buried himself in those mountains,
and in all that time be 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 4ouE 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 its 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 q
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 jutermingled, 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 tho
sons Of old Adam as we are reborn
the sons OF the New. Passions are
complex. AS in harvest wheat and
tares grow together until the end, so
IN love earth and heaven mingls ever.
He remembered a clause from an an
cient marriage service he had read.
with my body | thee worship" and
with every fibre OF his physical being,
he loved this woman.
It would be idle to deny that, i'm
possible to disguise the facts, but in
the melting pot of passion the pre-
ponderant Ingredient was mental and
spiritual; aud Just because higher and
holier things predominated, he held
her in his heart a sacred thing. Love
is like a rose: the material part is tie
beautiful blossom; the spiritual factor
is the fragrance which abldes in the
rose jar even after every leaf has fal-
ed away, or which may be expressed
from the soft petals by the hard cir
oumstances of pain and sorrow until
there is left nothing but the lingering
perfume of the flower
His body trembled II she laid a
hand upon him. his soul thirsted for
her; present or absent he coniured
before his tortured brain the sweet
ness that inhabited her breast. He
had been cloarsighted enough in an
alyslng the past, he was neither clear
sighted nor coherent in thinking OF
tho present. He ,worshiped her, he
could have thrown himself upon his
knees to her; II 1t would have added
TO her happiness, she could have
killed him, smiling at her. Rode she
In the Juggernaut car OF the ancient
idol, with his body. would he have UNI
hesitatingly paved the way and have
been glad Of the privilege. He longed
TO compass her with sweet obser-
servances. The world revenged itself
upon him for his long neglect, It had