Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1883-05-06
A TERRIBLE TRAGEDY
Mixed up in a Happy Wedding, and
What came Of it.

Harrington. We fell in love with each
ether at first sight.
I. LeOnie Sylves,ry, was 4. this time
nineteen. My mother-a English
woman- died at my birth. My father
"a French professor Of music, many
wears resident in IeaScar-had been
dead about twelve months; and con-
siderable knowledge Of music, and |,
having good voice and con.
siderable knowledge OF music, main-
tanned myself by giving lessons TO the
principal inhabitants Of this small
Northeast ccas, watering-plare. |
hated Teaching, however, aud lacked
patieUCe Tor the drudgery entailed;
Therefore, when Mr.. Harrington asked
me To become ms wife even hau low
I'd him less, believe ! could have mar
TiCd him.
As il was. | 9u-wtgej at my heart :
dictatiOn. "Nes."
Then Mr.. Harrington gave IA" 20 uu-
derNtand that he had ~ relations IN
the world, and lac rtior.d mutually
that We were thus completely arhitrr~
Of our own talc. 40 uur had right To
mar her Ilaus. "Ncst, rlay," he said
gravely, Il dared not have asked you
to he my wife. for ! VAS poor man
then. To-day my prospect have bright
ened. | received a letter this morning
Offering me an appointment in India
which will make a rich man Of me.
But, if accept the post, | am bound
in honor to leave England on Wedne7-
day next. Will yOu-Cau yOu-truSt
.yOur LIES happiness to my. Keeping
held out both MY hands 10 him and
me kissed them paSsiOnately.
"A clever, rising Young yellow in his
profession, doubtless" said Mr.. Grey
to me when he had heartily COugrdtu-
lated me on my engagement "aud 3
gentleman all over. But he has no
head tor hist"
Whist being the doctors favOrite re-
creation he was accustomed 10 make II
rather test point Of mans ability .
My answer was inevitable.
Il DO not care for whist, doctor
And YOU do care for Edgar Hair!ng-
ton? Then marry him and be happy.
make one prOviS", and that l., | must
myself give The bride away
Little enough time was there for pre-
IaratiCr- bat Edgar undertook TO make
all Necessary arrangemen.S,eSen 10 the
ordering Of my India outfit, which was
To- IL ready on our arrival IN London.
ON Saturday said my last gOOd-by
to my lover - soon To lie my husband
when he tUldme il would be imp)s-
tihle t. see me again until We met in
church on Monday morning. but the
certainty that on Monday We were 10
he made one forever caused me to think
lightly at the few hours separation.
Lightly? All, how little did | dream
Ofthe terrible catastrophe destined "a
happen in that Interim
As il will be necessary later IN my
story for you to have some IDEA Ot
kdgar's personal appearance, | will en-
deayOr to describe him here. In figure
slight and agile, he was rather under
THAI above metium height; his COM
pltXiuu clear olive, with eyes that
were deel.Sct, dark. expressive, and a
nose III outline almost Greclau. y
he;,vy, dropping, dark mUHstaChe en-
tirciy concealed his mouth. His mani
ner. naturally retiring, in company
almost approached shyueSS; but at all
times ne had quiet way of drierring
to the opinions or prejudiceS of those
with whom he talked which showed
itSel! in strong contrast to the rOUgh-r,
more Ragged manners Of the North
country men.
rose early on Monday morning -
long before daylight-and was ready
in ny traV aling dress when DR.. Grey
called fOr me i'm his carriage. ! re-
member leaning on his arm as walk
ed up the aisle of the little country
church. remember seeing, rs in Il
dream, in the early and still misty
morning light, a solitary figure stand
ing just outside the altar rails, next
whom ! took my place. The service
at once commenced and proceeded 10
the close.
Will any married woman who has
read thus far try and remember II, dur
ing the ceremony, she looked at the
face OF the man 20 whom she was being
united" | believe most women would
tell me they never raised their eye.
Anyhow, this WAS my case. The ring
was on my finger, tile blessing given 4;
| was led 20 the Westerly on the bride
grOOm'> arm. y time piece Ginning
as We entered gave warning that it was
later than 80 expected. DIR. Grey jO.
Cularly buried Us forward To sign our
names.
Edgar wrote mis-, and placed his pen
between my fingers. After writing nv
old signature tor the last time, | looked
up at my husband, then stared bewil-
dered, startled at the change | saw in
him. At the first glance | scarcely
recognized him, the lower part of his
face being completely altered. HIS
dark mOuStache-the admiration Of all
the girls in I,eaScar-had disappeared
A deep flush spread itself over hi,
cOuntenanCe rs his eyes me NINE
tie bit his under lip and looked away
When the last farewells to the few
kind friends who saw us of at LeascaI
Station had been spoken, and the train
had started for N, an uncomfOrta
BILE feeling Of embarrassment Crept ovel
me on finding myselfalone with F. igar
He would have taken my hand, bu
involuntarily drew back; then. seeing
his look Of ehagrined surprise, | suffered
him to kiss me, but could not repgeSs
slight shiver aS he did 80.
"Nhy do you shrink from me,
LeOnie?" he asked reproachfully.
"For the sillieSt reason in the wOrlC
when put into words" | answered
quite happy and laughing nov, with 5
sudden, strange revulsiOn. ''Only lie
cause the man 1 promised to marry
hsd mOustache, and you have none
What upreassniDg, foolish Creatures VI
are! But il changes your face so CON
pleteIy that hardly knew you"
"YOu are quite sure you have NJ
20 other reasOnf" he inquired, with NOR
eaTnesiDess apparently than the QueS
ton needed,
"Quite sure. What other reason
could have? But } on have no RICH
tomake such q change in your appear
spce without my leave, Eigsr-thr
very day Of our marriage. Why di(