The Hartford herald. [volume] (Hartford, Ky.) 1875-1926, 1875-05-12
HARTFORD, OHIO COUNTY, KY. MAY II, 1875.

Gertrude had given her q good excuse for
il. She would tell him what she had
heard about his i'll treatment OF that ten
der-hearted little maiden, and she would
praise her beauty and sweetness, and tell
him how wrong he was in breaking such
true and loving heart. And so, after
she herself should have left Bubbles
schwalenburg, as would now soon be the
case, Capt Won Weber would turn back
10 his old love. and the little golden-hair-
ed maiden would be happy.
But who may tell what q day or an hour
may bring forth2 e.. .ts.-y,-..
In Waiting with the count, Helen Nor
rison dropped her glove almost at the
feet of Capt Won Weber, as he stood jeal-
ously lookingon He picked II up, and
when the dance was over, the count came
up to him. sf,o+f., ......
Monsieur has mademoiselle's glover"
he observed, in French, which is al
most the native language of the German
spas; and with stiff bos-he held out his
hand for it. ,.....-
~ shall myself deliver the glove, mon-
sieur," was the naughty reply.
"Pardonne; but mademoiselle has sent
me for her glove" responded the Russian,
with emphasis, an emphasis in which
there was the slightest suggestion of ex>
ultation over his hitherto successful rival.
Slight as il was. it stung Carl Won Weber
to the quick, and with naughty glance he
turned his back upon the Indignant court,
and made his way to Helen's side. -1.
II have your glove. he said.
in that low, tender tone in which he u.s.
ually addressed her, "but 1 will beg your
permission to keep it. 1t may remind me
Of happier hours" he added, reproachful-
ly. ...-.r .r. I.rl
She let him have il. There could be no
harm in this; and tenderly and reverently
the young officer placed the treasure next
his heart
The Russian, meanwhile, iusulted in
the presence of the company, was twirl>
ing bis mustache, and glazing vengefully
upon the young hussar. When the ball
was over and the company leaving the
the saloon. a touch upon Carl Won We
ber's arm arrested him. .,.....
Monsieur" said the count, fiercely, 81
must have satisfaction"
Certainly, monsieur, at any time that
may suit you" -- g..
"Then to-night-no,of' Kissed the Rus
sian, exasperated by the cool contempt of
his rival.
And so they went out together to that
quiet spot by the old mill where the lin>
dens grew. An hour after there lay upon
the green sward the lifeless form OF what
had so lately been a living man-young,
strong, and beautiful, and glorious in all
ha Af l,fo II oksl
breast, as the dawn broke that might
never more break for him, lay the fair
head of poor Gertrude-where many
time before it had lain. tenderly pressed
to HE heart, between which and her pale
cheek rested the blood-stained glove Of
woman.
Under the lindens, a few months after,
was a grave made; and there, through the
still summer nights, the tree that once
listened to loving vows now whisper low
and sadly of young life bhghted and a
young heart broken.
And sometimes there comes q childless,
silver-haired old man. who wrings his
hands, and murmurs yearningly, "Gretch-
en-, my little Gretchen
Helen Morrison went back to John
Robertson a somewhat sadder, wiser, and,
we trust, better woman than when she
had left him. It was long before she
could tell him all; and then he forgave
her because of her repentance, and her
love for him through it all. She had new
er been really false to him. She had not
really loved Carl Won Weber, still less the
Russian count Oh, no. That sad affair,
which was so long afterward the talk OF
Bubblesch walenburg, could not, some
people said, be justly laid at her door,
She had Intended no harm, but merely an
innocent filtration.