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Show Such is Life. One of the gloomiest parts of a daily newspaper is that in which instances of unhappy marriages are recorded. Divorces, brutality, drunkenness, infidelity, infi-delity, are breaking up numberless homes every month throughout the country. Behind each one of the cases is a story which begins with a bright dream, but ends with disgust and separation. There is too mush prose in life and too little poetry, remarks the New York Herald. When a youth first falls in love he is full of sentiment. The ecstatic glamour has taken possession of him, and he idealizes even the wart on his lady's cheek. He quotes Moore profusely when all goes well, and when he is snubbed he walks across Brooklyn Bridge intent on suicide, but generally concludes to postpone the event in order to die of old age. Ten years of married life, however, sap the poetry and leave him dry. The "pet," the "duck," the "darling" becomes the "old woman." No more bouquets, for the grocer's bill staggers himr . Tom Moore gives place to a growl because the coal has given out. If his youngest has a "pain in the pinafore" and he is compelled com-pelled to trot round the room "in the stilly night" he wonders how . much paregoric would keep the child still without with-out killing him, and come3 to the wise conclusion that ! 'life's: young dream" is j rather different from life's reality. At : twentv this is all nonsense, but at forty -we sigh "'tis true, 'tis pity, and pity 'tis J 'tis true.". . " |