The Hartford herald. [volume] (Hartford, Ky.) 1875-1926, 1875-05-12

geous uniforms that never fade, and oil
golden harps playing ravishing waltzes
that never ceasef
"Where the beauty never waneth,
Where the brightness never dies."
Ach, Himmell if such happiness could
but last ... III.
Many eyes are directed to one particu-
lar couple, who go airily floating past in
that bewildering ''volse." A sylph-like,
graceful girl, in a simple, elegant toilet
and tall, blue-eyed, fair-haired young
officer, than whom no one in the saloon
is more distingue>looking. Their names
you hear whispered here and there amidst
the lookers-on. miss Morrison-Amer-
lean; Capt. Carl Won Weber-Hussars."-
There is slight look Of consciousness on
the lady's half smiling, half blusbing face
but her partner is as oblivious of observa-
ton as though they two were floating
alone together through the azure of heav-
en- to -. =
"The Unborn melody of starry spheres"
His. arm daintily clasps her slender
waist, his blue eyes rest upon her half
averted face, and his handsome head, no.
BILE and beautiful as that of a young Anti
nous, bends 30 low that the fair mustache
nearly touches her glossy hair. And with
what an easy, almost ethereal, grace they
float past he whispering low in the dying
falls or brief pauses of the music, and she
still half smiling. half blushing, and now
and then just lifting her eyes with sud-
den light to his. II is not every one who
can talk and dance at once and both to
perfection, as this young officer is doing;
and certainly in this, as in other ballroom
charms. the genial German and the ver>
satile Freedman surpass the sober En-
glish and the rather awkward, matter-of-
fact American. John Robertson had new
er danced like this, or made himself thus
agreeable to Helen Morrison. The idea
occurred to her vaguely, in unconscious
comparison; and then all thought of ohm
Robertson was dismissed for that night,
and she was lettering through the illufhi-
mated garden alleys of the Kursaal, on
Captain Won Weber's arm, and now more
frequently looking up into the blue eyes
that seemed watching SO eagerly for those
glances. And by-snd-by-Heaven only
knows how it came about-her hand was
clasped in that of her companion, and on
the fair surface where the lips of John
| AtOOCiSb Oh hdO tact lCctOOt OlCdbhNO thC
passionate kiss of the young German Hus-
sar, scarcely checked or chidden. And
neither Of them noticed young girl, hard
ly sixteen, with a fair, dimpled face, very
pale now, and large earnest blue eyes, who,
leaning on the arm of a stout, puffy, mid
dle-aged man, just glanced at them as she
passed, and averted her eyes as from some-
thing too painful to behold. Had they
seen her, Helen Morrison might have won
dered at the strange expression on the fair
young face, and Captain Carl Won Weber
might have felt ashamed of himself
Heaven knows he had cause to be co.
For three months past his love for Ger
trude IRELAND, the pretty daughter of the
rich miller, had been the talk of the gar
rison, and the standing topic with the cof-
fee-and-scandal party of the Bubble
schwalenburg. So earnest, indeed, was
his devotion that many among his broth-
er officers predicted that he would marry
her. naugre his aristocratic family, while
the ladies of the aforementioned social
assemblies, as ladies always do, took an OPP
posite and much worse view of the case.
Not that they knes0 anything positively,
hut-ahem. And it was very fortunate
for poor little Gertrude that none among
those moral vultures scented the dear
twilight meetings by the old mill-dam,
and the delicious moonlight lettering "un-
ter den Linden" else would they have
torn her character to shreds, and battened
upon the dead carcass az a delicious &C.
compartment to their hot coffeel True,
these meetings were known to some OF
Carl Won Weber's brother officers, but in
cases where a woman's fair name is con-
cerned men are more generous and-hon-
orable than woman, and so there was no
danger to Gertrude. As the truth of the
case was that, though Carl Won Weber
had a very tender affection for the pretty
innocent girl, who loved him with the en-
tire strength and devotion Of her whole
being, be had yet no thought Of marrying
the miller's daughter, and that, though
he could not make this sacrifice, yet so far
noble and honorable was his nature, and
so far sincere his love for her, not for all
the worldly honors that could be offered
would ne have injured her innocence or
cast shadow upon her fair fame. Thus
far let us do him justice 1t was only, he
''an Innocent Irritation" and, Of course,
when he should leave Bubbleschwalen-
burg the dear little thing would marry
and be happy. There was that rich and
worthy Herr Puffschalk, who had accom-
panied her to the ball, and seemed inclined
to pay her serious attention-an excellent
match for her, in a worldly or social point
of view. Herr Puhschalk possessed in
fiuence, and had influential friends. He
might be made baron yet.
Certain it was, however, that in the
case of Helen Morrison, Captain Won We
Der was not flirting" He had, in fact,
been deeply smitten with the young
American girl. 1t was one of those cases
of real Glove at first sight that de-
fy all attempts to anslyze or explain. Well
says the song.
"How love cometh and how love goeth,
Truly it only love can tell"
and its subtle principle Of birth and death
Is alike unknown to US. 1t may be chance
it may be destiny. But in either case il
was the fate Of Carl Won Weber, and he
loved the bright, frank American girl
with her winning manners, go naius and
yet so bigh>bred, with all the strength o.
his passionate and really strong and ten
der nature. To him no lot in life seemed
so desirable as to have her walk through
il side by side with him. And so the days
and the weeks went on, and his visits Il
( the mill had ceased, and all his time and
all his soul were devoled TO the girl who
had so cruelty supplanted poor little ten
der. corfiding Gertrude.
t Helen Morrison could have prevented
much of this had she chosen. But sh,
. did not choose She admired Captain vor