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A WOMAN THAT ONE COULD LOVE.
“Now, there is a woman that one could love,” said
old Roger, delightedly, as he saw a figure, arrayed in
the full feather of fashion, in a window in Washington
street. “A long life could be spent very quietly in
such company; no quarrelling for precedence; no jealousy;
no strife of any kind; no teasing for dress and
follies, till one's purse-strings ache in sympathy with
aching heart-strings, at unchecked extravagance. Even
I could love such a woman as that.”
“Perhaps you could,” responded a sweet voice at his
side; “but would it love you back again, think you?
There would be no return for your investment of affection
here in this heartless thing, this mere frame; you
should turn your attention to something worthy of your
love, where, for a small outlay of affection, a tenfold
return would be made you in domestic joy.”
“Alas!” said the old bachelor, “where shall I find
this?”
But the beautiful eyes that met his proved how easily
the question might be answered; and, with a melancholy
step, he passed along. He was more a bachelor from
habit than from choice, after all.
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