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Show I Seme Tawous Love Jiff airs. : V- Cases That Have Passed Into History. (St. Louis' Globe-Domocrat.) Love affairs may htcome famous in themselves fnm their intensity, their length, the figure th-v cut in a law court, or from anythinc -lse out of the common connected with i'rkm. Or they are famous fam-ous lit cau.'-e they are or were the affairs of celebrated ieop;e. It is in this latter tene that we use the phrape. If the most common place wooing of the most com-inun com-inun piaco people possesses an irresistible interest, what phall-l; said when the loves on which we look are the loves of Ihe imnvirtalt;? And first let us think bow some of those whose ospeeinl duty isi'.ve, that is to pay, the poets, have managed their own love off a Irs. It is tni'i that poetafters and jnelenders to jw-hh'.s iiave always had short tt-mpers' . and wild, undomestic tray, but what of real poets and those who have the bine patience of rr-al genius? gen-ius? J t would srm that for good family men who can love their wives and bring up thHr children respectably they cannot be beatt-n. ""-Men do not make their homes unhappy because they have genius," says "Wordsworth, 'btrt because they have not -nmiprh genius. A mind and sentiment of liiglK-r order would render them capable of seeing and 1.-Hng all the beauty of domestic tie's." Of this. Wordsworth bimself is an example. Miss Mariineau. who was a neighbor of his. describes how very happy h.- and his wife went down The hill of life together. "They 'seemed Jik lovers courting', they were so tender ti nd attentive to each other." Referring in the obscurity of much of Browning's jioeuy. "Wordsworth said, when he bf-arfl that 'the pool was going to marry Miss 35,-u-rcti. the poetess. "1 hope they'll understand un-derstand on another." Certainly. Mrs. Browning did not think it hat she understood under-stood her husband, for she wrote to a ' friend, "Nobody exactly understands him oxceirt. . Who am in' the inside of him - hear him breathe." If it is a risk 10 marry any poet, it seemed to Miss Barrett's Bar-rett's friends a tempting of providence nod a doubling of this risk for two of this Irritable profession to wed. Contrary to expectations, the result was exceptional exception-al happiness. Jn the biography of Robert Rob-ert Browning there are the following words, which ought to be considered by nil who would solve the problem. "How 10 lo happy though married": "'The deep beart-love, the many-sided intellectual fvmrathy. preserved their union in rare beauty 10 the end. But to say that it thus maintained itself as if bv magic, without ffort of seif -sacrifice on" his oart or of resignation on hers, would be as tm.iust io the noble qualities of both as it would be false to assert that its com-J'ensrr.iiig com-J'ensrr.iiig happiness had ever failed them. The other great master of song le,onging to our time and country was nlso conspicuous for conjugal felicity. In j 3S..' Tennyson married Miss Emilv Sell-wood, Sell-wood, the daughter of a (solicitor. The ! young couple lived for the first two vears t Twickenham. Their first babv "died, nut in ltCS there was another, a ve'ar old, crazy with laujrhter, and babble and earth s new wine." Dante and Beatrice. I No more beautiful love of man for woman wo-man is on record than that of Dante for Beatrice, whom he lirst saw in 1271. He only rr,n her once or twice; nevertheless, when she married he fell periouslv ill. and when she died, as she did shortlv after, bis life was in danger, and he became "a thing wild and savage to look upon." Throughout the cheerless wandering of a ttorm-be.uen existence, Beatrice was the muse of his intellect and the angel of his poul. On April 6. L"27, happened the most famous fa-mous event in Petrarch's history. He saw Iaura for the first time. Who Laura was remains uncertain still. We mav, how-oyr, how-oyr, reject the skeptical hypothesis that phe was a mere figment of the poet's lancy; and, if we accept her personal reality, re-ality, the poems of her lover demonstrate Ibat she was a married woman, with whom he enjoyed a respectful and not I very intimate friendship. 1 " The poet and divine. John Donn. who beca.:ne dean of St. Paul's in Ki'l, had 1 ' married a lady belonging to a rich family fam-ily without the consent of her parents, and in consequence was treated with great Bsperity; in fact, he was told bv his fa- iner-m-iaw th.-.t he was not to expect anv money from him. The doctor went home Hnd penned the pftchv note: "John Donne Anne D"nnr. undone." which he sent to ' J?p Peiulainun in question, and this had the effect of restoring them to favor. The couple were very poor at first, but things j-oon got brighter, and thev lived most iiappi.y together until Mrs. Donnf who Had been married when onlv 16 vears of fige died sixteen years afterward at the birth of her twelfth child. Another poet and divine who ws not undone un-done by his marriage, but great! v helped end comforted was Gnorge Herbert It was an exception to the marrving in hate find repenting at leisure rule' for he and bis wiln married on the third dav after their lirst interview, and "thfre. was never JMi.v opposition betwixt them, unless it wera a contest which should most incline to ji compliance with the other's desires' Herhe-t made his wife his almoner, and paid 10 her regularly a tenth of ail he re-oHyod re-oHyod as tithes, to be spent on the poor of his parish. There w.-.s nn evception, however, to the rule of marrying in haste and repenting repent-ing at leisure in the capo of "Walter Sav-ftea Sav-ftea L.nndor and his wife. The poet met r.is future wife at a ball, and determined on the instant to marry her. Not lone "ft or he had done so Mrs. Land or came, to think that "a conversation with bor husband hus-band v;is incomplete without a quarrel." Kven in the honeymoon she wounded the! poor man's vanity. Landor wa.sradin)? nome of his own verses to his bride and who read mora exquisitely? when all at onca ths lady, robjasing herself from his .rm. .lumped up. sayinj?. 'Oh do stop A alter, there's that doar delightful Punch performing in the street; I must look out of the window." And. oh! if there be an Elysium on earth t It is this, it is this. I Thomas Moore, who wrote these words. d:d himself taste the Elysium of cordugai happiness. From ixil, the vear of his 1! marriage, to 1M2. that of his death, his Bessy reeved from him the homage of a lover. Whatever amusement he mijrht lir.d in the grand society in which he, ,' mixed, he always returned to his wife and children with a fresh feeling of delight. Many women Cserve. but fw women , I receive such an 1. O. U. as that which Hood gave his wife, "I never was anything, any-thing, tbiarest. till I knew you, and I have been a belter, happier and more prosperous prosper-ous man ever since. Lay that truth in lavender, sweetest, and remind me of it when 1 fail." Notwithstanding this appreciation, he would occasionally piay harmless practical prac-tical jokes upon her. Once, when staving at Brighton, he gave h-er a few hints on buying nsh, and concluded bv saving; "if the fish you are buying is plaice, beware of ajiy having red or orange spots as tuey are certain to be 5tale." When' the risne.rwoman came around ' it happened that she had little except plaice a. irs Hood observed that all had spots ag-ainst which she had been warned. She hinted to the fishwife that tber were noi h 1 d. upon being assured that thev had not been p,ng out of the water, she observed-"My observed-"My good woman, it may be as you sav but I could not thin of buying ;..ny plaice with those very unpleasant red "spots " The woman's answer, which lliKVd heard with delight from behind-the dor.-- waj! a perfect shout. "Lord bless vour eves mum. who ever soe'd any without thejn?; Why Gordon Never Married. On August 22, K30. Oliver Cromwell married mar-ried Elizabeth Boucher, daughter of a knight and wealthy London merchant Mif. Cromwell may not have had much character, but her husband never ceased to love her, and thirty years after their marriage he wrote to her (the dav- after 1,Unb5rt:i ,'ruly- if 1 lovp not too well, 1 think I err not on the, otlr h-ind too much. Thou art dearer to me than any cn-ature, let that suflice." (General Gordon said ho never married because he never found a woman prepared 10 accompany him to the eiuis of the. earth. Such a woman Sir lb-nrv Law f renoe. did find. She went wiih him into nearly every placj in India where bis ( . work brought him. however difficult or dan-erous. On-e day the scarcely less celebrated Lord John liwrenee was sitting in his ' ' drawing room at Southgale with his sister ' ! and other members of the family. Look . ' jug up from the book in which he had Z 1 v V .' "verd that his wife had leit the room. "Where's mother?" moth-er?" be asked one of his daughters "She's upstairs." replied the girl. He returned to his book: and looking up again a few minutes later, he put the same question to his daughter, and received the same answer. Once more he returned to his reading; once more he looked up with the J fame question on his lips. Thereupon his lister broke in: "Why. reallv, John it would seem as if you could not pet on live minutes without your wife." "That's j why I married her," he replied. "My face is my fortune, sir," she said ; From tho day when King Cophetua wedded the "beggar maid," cases have from time to time occurred of men of bigh position marrying girls who were not born in the purple, and whose faces were their only fortune.. In 17H1 Henry Cecil, heir to the titles and estate of an old' Uncle, found n. wifa. not- in l-taKrra.vbv. bt ' 1 I in'Bolas. a country village of Shropshire lie had taken shelter in a cottage from a I storm of thunder and rain, and, as the I rain got worse and worse, begged that he might be allowed to stay till morning t even if he had onlv a chair "to rest upon ir I the lower room." This request was grudg-: grudg-: ingly granted by Thomas Hoggins, tht owner of the house,- lecause, in answer tc inquiries as to his wandering about, . Cecil spoke vaguely and unsatisfactorily and at last said he was an "undertaker," ' taking refuge in the vagueness of the term. Tennvson, whose ballad is founded on this storv. makes "The Lord of Bur-i Bur-i 'J iigh" call' himself, not an -undertaker." ! but a "landscape painter," which, per-! per-! haps, is a more poetical business. Next ' morning the painter made the acquaintance acquaint-ance of Sarah, the daughter of Mr. and Mrs llotrgins. a rustic, beauty of It.- It j was a case of love at lirst sight, and the ! fields where Sarah milked the cows bo-I bo-I came Elvsian Ileitis to Mr. Jones, for so Cecil stvb-d himself. To make a long I storv short. Henry Jones (he still conceal-' conceal-' ed his real name and rank) and Sarah ; Hoggins were married and lived in the village. Two vears afterward his uncle, the old carl died. Knowing that his pres-! pres-! ence would bn wanted at "Burghley ' House bv Stanford Town, he told his 1 wife that he was called on business into f Lincolnshire, and that he wished her to 1 accompany him. They set out without i delay, she pitting, as was the fashion then, i on a pillow behind him. 1 hey passed the i eat of various noblemen and gentlemen 1 on the road. At last they camc-to a par. ! tb-ul.irlv tine mansion and par. Sarah : gazed 'in admiration and exclaim. d: i "What a magnificent house:" "How should vou like, my dear Sallie. to be mistress mis-tress of such a place?" was her lord s reply. re-ply. "Very much indeed if we were rich enough to' live in it."' "1 am glad that you like it: the place Is yours. 1 am the Earl of Exeter, and you are my countess. And a gentle consort made he. And her gentle mind was such Tht she grew a noble lady, And the people loved her much. The singular loveliness of Bessie Sur-tees Sur-tees of Newcastle won the heart of a bar-i bar-i rister called John Scott, and the young people ran awav and were married. At first it did not look as if this were a case of a face making a fortune, for on the third dav after their union their funds were exhausted, they had not a home to go to. and they did not know whether ' their friends would ever speak to them ' again. If however," the early life of I Mrs. Scott was a struggle, she was re-I re-I warded when she saw her husband take his seat upon the wool-sack and become Lord Eldon. That this was due largely 1 to her was shown by the words which ! the king used after giving the great seal ! into Lord Eldon's hands. "Give my re-! re-! membrance.." he said, "to Lady Eldon." The chancellor acknowledged the condescension, conde-scension, but Intimated his ignorance of Lady Eldon's claim to such notice. "Yes, vps," the king answered "I know how much I owe to Lady Kldon. 1 know you would have made yourself a country curate, cu-rate, a itd that she has made you my lord chancellor." Daniel O'Connell. For fortv-three years the great lawyer and agitator, Daniel O'Connell. poured out his heart to his wife, like a schoolboy school-boy in love for the first time. His first thoughts were always of her; and neither the lapse of years nor the tremendous , pressure of his profession and political engagements seems ever to have prevented prevent-ed his writing regularly to her letters which in later years he used to call the "love letters of your old husband." The contemplation of nature's calm and orderly work would seem to have a soothing influence upon her students, if wo may judge from the domestic life of some of the most celebrated of them. After twenty-eight years' experience, Faraday spoke of his marriage as an event which, more than any other, had contributed to his earthly happiness and healthy state of mind. Speaking of his wife. Ja.me; Nasmyth. the inventor of the steam hammer, said: "Forty-two years of married life lind us the same devoted 'cronies' uhat we were at the beginning." It is pleasant to find harmony in the house of a great musical composer as well as in his compositions. There was no I discordant note in the matrimonial duet I which Mozart and his wife played to-! to-! gether. For years she was an invalid, ! and he used to write by her bedside while j she slept. When he went out in the morning morn-ing for a ride, he would steal softly into her room and leave a tender note to greet her waking. Here is one of them: "I wish you a good morning, my dear little wife. I hope you have slept well and that nothing has disturbed your repose. re-pose. Be careful not to take cold, not to rise too quickly, not to stoop, not to reach for' anything, not to be angry with the servant. Take care also not to fall uion the threshold in passing from one room to another. Keep all domestic troubles till I come, which will be soon." Human nature has, perhaps, never before be-fore pre-ented the spectacle of a man of such uncommon powers as Swift involved in such a pitiable iabyrinth of the affections. af-fections. Who has not heard of Varina. of Stella, of Vanessa? The first. Miss Waring, was the only woman, who had the honor of refusing the hand of the mighty dean. We have all admired and tried to decipher the "little language" in which he wrote to Stella (Esther Johnson), John-son), whose hair was "blacker than a raven." and every feature of whose face was "perfection." Of this hair a lock was found in Swift's desk after both he and Stella were dead, and on the paper in which it was wrapped were written words that have become proverbial for the burden of pathos that their forced brevity seemed to hide: "Only a woman's hair." It is for each reader to read his own meaning into theim. Swift never meant Vanessa (Miss Van-homrig-h) to fall in love with him w-hen he acted as her tutor, but it was a case of Abc-lard and Heloise over again. When he was in London he kept bis best "gown and periwig" at the house of her mother, and .frequently dined there, "out of mere list-lessne-ss." as ha wrote to Stella, Swift behaved be-haved to Vanessa as a father might have behaved to a daughter. He was nattered, however, that a girl of IS, of beauty and accomplishments, "sighed for a gown of 44." and he did r.bt stop to weigh the consequences. |
