That must be the story of innumerable couples,and the pattern of lifeof life it offers has a homely grace.It
reminds you of a placid rivulet,meandering smoohtly through green pastures and shaded by pleasant
trees,till at last it falls into the vasty sea;but the sea is so calm,so silent,so infifferent,that you are troubled
suddently by a vague uneasiness.Perhaps it is only by a kink in my nature,strong in me even in those
days,that i felt in such an existence,the share of the great majority,something amiss.I recognized its social
value.I saw its ordered happiness,but a fever in my blood asked for a wilder course.There seemed to me
something alarming in such easy delights.In my heart was desire to live more dangerously.I was not
unprepared for jagged rocks and treacherous,shoals it I could only have change-change and the
exicitement of unforeseen.