Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-16
ManWhoLoves
Like a Pirate
Bv BEATRICE FAIRFAX.

n c. W. writes:
I am p years of age. and
am desperately in love with a
girl three years my junior. She IS
beautiful. accomplished and a leader
in our social set Although I have
proposed to her three or four times.
she still refuses to marry me. ! feel
certain that there is no other occupy
ing her time. for if ! had rival |
would unquestiOnably put him out OF
the way.
How am l to persuade this cold
hearted woman to become my bride
Persuade her by storming her IA
TIERS castle some dark night, and
carrying her off strapped behind You
on the back Of your noble charger,
That is the time hOnored method of
all swa shbuCklers, and 1t is the meth
cd that would most appeal to one who
saws if he had a rival he would "un-
questionably put him out OF the
way"
1t is not the modern way. 1t is
not the sane way, but you are not
modern. and I could almost suggest
that one who talks Of putting a rival
out Of the way" is not sane
1t is a further mark that you are
not wise that you call your sweet
heart coIdhearted. Because a woman
will not yield to one lover doesn't
nrove she has a cold heart. In your
case. my dear Sir Reginald. or Sir
LaunCelot, or whoever was the nero
OF your latest fiction, the cold heart
Of your lady love proves a cool mead.
She will not marry you though you
Dropose twenty times. There is some
thing to YOU Of which she does not
approve. Instead Of making over
Yourself. you keep on proposing, I'M
agininG that the opposition TO De
overcome lies not in your matchless
person. but in her cold heart.
A Cory Love.
Yours is love that reeks Of gore
and gunpowder You emit tire from
YOUR nOstrils when you speak of your
passion. and would impress this wom-
an with your daredevil disposition,
your dauntless courage, and your un-
| tanned strength I have known men
who loved like pirates, just as you
| love. They became the kind Of hus-
! bands who were afraid to go to the
| door when there was a ring late at
night. and sent their wives instead.
| You talk like a cheap hero in a
| book. It is the sort of talk that
| sometimes has telling effect on girls
! oil 10, out lldnh E1HdkCl3 Lilt iebN4N
| love of your piratical schemes and
| blood, thirsty dreams is "a and has
such a clear vision that she sees you
| as you are.
! My dear, bold buccaneer, drop your
| paper sword, wipe the ink-red stains
| from your hands, cut off that fierce
| mustache and become a MAN. If you
! really love this woman, make Of your
| self such a worthy man that she
| will no longer spurn you, but viii
| seek you instead.
! Don't get on your knees when you
! propose, as did the heroes in your
| favorite fiction Don't color your con
| versation with threats to carry her
| off bodily, staying all who intervene.
| stand on your feet, like a manly man,
| and tell her you love her In language
| that BELTS these most sane and pro-
| sale times
| Your paper sword has failed to win.
| Try the better way of showing her a
| good, strong right arm that is ready
| to serve her through life.
| Recognize the existence of a rival
| and know that he lies in this mas
| Querade you have put on. Put him
! out Of the. way" by all means by con-
| Quoting yourself in a saner fashion.
| BE a man and love as a man of p
| should love, leaving to those ten years
your junior dreams and schemes that
| smell of gunpowder and gore