Every evening, Wilmington daily commercial., 1922-10-06

A young man is in love with two girls,
and for the life of him he can't decide
which one he cares for most. They ap-
peal to him in different ways, and he
desires to know if think it possible for
man to love more than one woman at a
time.
Surely, son. And more than two.
Same way with women. The one-love
man OF woman is as much of freak of
nature as the one-idea person.
This is bound to be the case until men
and women attain state of physical
and mental perfection that they are far
from possessing now. For no one in
dividual punches in his or her person all
the charms and graces thatiwe admire.
Therefore, one individual appeals to us
IN one way, and another charms us IN
another way, and which we find the most
enhancing is often difficult problem to
decide.
When we are with Susan or John,
and under her or his spell, we think that
she or he is the Only One. But when we
are with Mary or Tom we experience
precisely the same sensation, and so it
keeps us with our fingers on our pulses,
TO analyze our thrills, and guess which is
which.
A man may find, for instance, that
beauty draws him with a single HAIR,
and he may be captured BIZ a pretty face.
HIS waking hours and his dreams are
haunted by violet eyes, and the curve of a
soft chin. He feels that he could never
weary of gazing on that Gssome figure,
and watching the rose deepen on that
alabaster cheek. If all that he asked of a
wife was Just to be a living picture, he
could hang up the Taken" card on the
front door of his heart, and let it go at
that.
But, as much as he worships beauty,
a man cannot feed his soul on looks
alone, and there are times when he is
forced to admit that the mental pabulum
served by his fair one is pretty thin,
and lacking in sustenance, and that II
leaves man hungry to set his teeth in
some real talk upon which he can chew.
Then, without in the least being faitbless
to his beauty love, the man turns to his
intellectual love.
This is some woman who reads, and
thinks, who has understanding, and
sympathy, and tenderness, who catches
the point of good story on the fly, who
can enter into a mans plans, and help
him and inspire him, and who thinks
so little of herself that she can flatter him
with her admiration.
Without her the man would be lonely
and bereft, indeed, of real comradeship
and yet there are times when he no more
wants to discuss the soul than he does to
gaze upon beauty. He wants somebody
10 play with him, somebody who is
frivolous, and iazzy, and perhaps, law
less, and not over-rehned, somebody
whom the women of his own family
probably would not consider mice"
Then, In still another mood, the dear
little domestic girl walks INTO that cham
Der OF his hearth above which is inscribed
Home. He loves her because she
typlfes TO him quiet, and comfort-the
well-ewept heart and the good dinner
after the days work is done, and the
arms of little children about his neck.
and the faithful love of the wife who
gives SO much and asks so little.
Every man knows that these different
types of women appeal to hlm-that he
loves them all-and that he really never
SOts 0cCl0t USOWSclt tuclfl. AT IIe laSt
he marres the woman who wanted him
the most, and was most energetic in
chasing him down, Or else environment
and chance turned the trick.
Women are confronted by exactly
the same problem. Women are attracted
by the man who pulls the cave man stuff
the man who is brutal and rough, and
overbearing, and who literally drags
them off by the hair of their heads to
the altar. Yet, at the same time, they
are drawn to the man who is gentle. and
tender, and sympathetic, and intuitive,
and who knows why women weep when
they are glad, and are stony-eyed in
sorrows. that break their hearts; why
women faint when they prick then
fingers with needle. and never bat al