The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1884-09-25
THE COACHmAN'S BRIDE.

Let's Give Three Cheers for the Coachman's
Bride, Who Casts All Thought of Rank
Aside; And Gives Up Home and Fortune
Too, For the Honest Love of Her COachie
True.
NEW YORK, September 10.
The little dingy lager beer saloon at the
corner of River6aie avenue and Ludlow
street, Yonkers, was the objective point
of curious passers-by yesterday. At one
O'Clock Mrs. Schelling, attired in her navy
blue dress, yellow leather belt and white
trimmed hat, left the house by the rear
door and, unobserved, went to her faith
er's mansion, where she Immediately
sought her mother. She remained for a
full hour, during which time the lat
ter, between sobs on the part of both,
heard her daughters excuses for her ac-
tion and gave her full forgiveness. Victoria
left the house without seeing her father,
who was closeted all the morning with
Captain Mangin, who still persevered in
calming the old gentleman. A reporter
was among the first to be admitted to the
presence of the millionaire's daughter
and Ernest. The bridal chamber is a
room 20x20, on the corner, and is fur
nished neatly but plainly. Victoria sat
on the little sofa as the reporter entered,
but slowly got on her feet and welcomed
him. She wore brand new black cash
mere dress, tight-fghting, but wholly
devoid of trimming. A narrow
white collar fastened by a black button
encircled her shapely throat, while her
feet were incased in pair of neat blue
slippers with blue bows. Her blonde
hair was tied in a Langtry knot behind,
and looser, flying bangs hung over her
forehead. There was not an article of
jeWelry on her person, except plain
gold wedding ring on her third finger.
Her dark eyes looked heavy and tired, as
if from weeping, and while conversing
she repeatedly ran her fingers through
her front hair and pressed her tiny hands
to her temples as if suffering from head
ache. Ernest was dressed in a dark
brown suit and cut-away coat, and looked
rather uncomfortable.
'tThey say l married Victoria" began
Ernest, ''for money, but it is nothing of
the kind. 1 did not think of her money,
and nothing they can do will ever induce
me to give her up. l married her for
love. Yes, love her, and think we will
be happy"
eyes" interrupted Victoria, with
labored smile, 'Fwe will always be happy,
and l would never think of leaving my
nuSDduQ now.
''What good were elegant home, all her
! Jewels and silks?" continued the coach
man. s'She was never happy at home.
l am going to give her a happy home,
where she will be contented and where
love and comfort wi be the twin COM
| ponent parts and where love will be the
ruling power"
"Have you decided upon any arrange
ments for the future?''
''No, we have not" replied both, sim
ultaneously.
s'My mothers Illness" continued Vic
toria, ''alone keeps US here now, and
nothing else. 1 should like to go away
| immediately, if it were not for that. Oh,
THAT HORRID CROWD
| of morbid curiosity-seekers," and she
shuddered as he gazed from the window
| upon the people of Yonkers perched up
| on the stones opposite. 'FWhy can not
! they let a person rest in peace? l can
not see what l have done to be made such
target of. But it is all my brothers.
| fault in causing my arrest, and thus CIV
ing publicity to our presence. Other
| wise we could have come and gone with
out many knowing it,"
eyes, it is too bad" chimed in Ernest
as he caressed his wife's hair. "She has
| had no rest since we came here, and yes
terday she tainted twice from excitement
in consequence of the crowds"
'Do you look forward to a reconcile
ation?"
''Ah that is a tender question; we look
| forward to a great deal, )" responded tn
bride, ''but we shall not be disappointed
| if papa docs not relent. We look for
ward, however, to a happy future, and
will be so whether my father receives
Ernest or not. One thing is certain,
shall never go home or enter my fathers
house or accept his hospitality, or take a
cent of his money, unless my husband is
made participant equally with me, and
is allowed to share it with me. No mat
ter what happens or what befalIs US,
shall never forsake my husband to satisfy
the caprice of my father or family"
"And another thing" again interrupt
ed the husband, ''I shall never sit upon E
box as a driver for anybody else's coach
My days as a coachman are over"
Just as the reporter was about to leav
Mrs. Schehing exclaimed: "RemembeI +,
I shall continue to visit my dear mother
as often, every day, as circumstances will
permit, until she gets better, and my
father, too. l saw him this morning, but
he is still obdurate.'
It is reported that Jay Gould has writ
ten a letter to Morosni, advising him to
make peace with Schelling. He suggest
ed that he set the young man up in some
congenial business and see what there is
in him. The old gentleman, however,
seems reluctant to take any ones advice,
but hope is entertained that he will ac-
| QuieSce.