The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1915-12-14
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Dick came forward and kissed
me rather perfunctorily. | wonder
little book, what 1t is that makes
welded kisses so tasteless after
the first year or two of marriage.
While we were engaged and
during the first year of our mar
ried life, Dick seemed to think he
was defrauded IL he were alone
with me for a half hour and had
not kissed me. Now he will
make hurried jab at me in the
morning as he leaves for the Of
rice, and perhaps his lips will
touch the corner of my mouth. but
they are more than likely to rest
on my ear. At night sometimes
he forgets entirely to kiss me.
For the life of me, little book,
l cannot get up much enthusiasm
over these kind of kisses. ex-
pect that the writer's in the La
dies Home Journal would tell
me that l am not doing my duty
In thinking that the beautiful
soul OF Love is dying because
can feel his form growing colder
and colder.
All these worthy women insist
that Love is immortal" and SO
perhaps 1t Is, but the terrible fact
remains that while Loce may be
immortal, he often changes his
abode.
There is a book by that Won
derful modern pagan, Thomas
Hardy, which has been one of the
stories that has influenced my
outlook on life very much.
1t is called 1.-THE Well-Beloyed"
and tells the story Of a man who
was always seeking the well-be-
ioved-and finding her, but I'M
fortunately she did not always
Turk in the same female form
divine.
All through the years of his
virile manhood he hunted with
great enthusiasm and was proper
tionately cast down into the
depths of despair when he dis
covered that the well-beloved
which he was seeking was not
still lurking behind this pair of
laughing blue eyes or resting as
usual among the rosy sweetness
, OF that adorable mouth. She did
not stay enmeshed in Sues golden
hair, nor allow herself to be
captivated by the exquisite ca
dences of Frances voice. In fact.
the well-beloved was never to be
found very long in the same
womanly form. The beloved"
might stay for a moment in the
arms of one woman, until she
seems to prefer the form of some
other, but she was always chang
ing her home.
The man was always seeking,
never quite satisfied because no
one woman can be all things to
one man. For once Hardy told
the truth about his sex. II is the
thrill of desire that love gives the
men seek, and when from safety
or any other reason they find that
they cannot get that thrill from
one woman they seek another. 1t
is the we'll of love, not the we'll
beloved, that enthralls them.
This is the history of all the
great lovers of the world. It is
not the woman that man wants to
hold, but love and to keep 1t. 1t
seems he must hold many women.
| think this. perhaps, is very hu-
man and very natural. Women
want love quite as much as does
man. Today l am sure would
enjoy the delight OF kiss like
those Dick used to give me quite
as much as / did when life was
one grand, sweet Song.
Would ! like 1t IL some other
man gave it to me? I do not
know; being true woman,
brought up in the conventional
fashion, can only think of love
and kisses In connection with
Dick.
You see, little book, until men
and women are educated along
the same lines on this subject
there will always be misunder-
standing and heartache. As Kip
ling says "A man may take his
own whore he finds It," But as
kipling did not say, woman must
only take her own and look no
further.
Goodness. little book. did not
intend to probably bore you with
this foolish dissertation on love
when ! commenced TO write about
my feeling n littls hurt beoause
Dick lot Jim seo that my kisses
had become commonplace.
{CoufIuued Touorrov \