St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-03-19
OLD BULLION'S BRIDE.
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Let me see; where was it I first met hera
High bridge, boating by moonlight. A globe
of reddish pearl slowly assembled out of the
east-the shadows of the great bridge resting
softly on the mirror-like surface of the Hud-
son river. The sound of flute played softly
afar off, and all of sudden the keel of my
boat coming sharply in contact with some
body else's oars.
"Hallo. your' cried out clear, incisive
young voice. "Where are you going to?
Why don't you look whiA way you are steer
ing?' <
"Charley Dresden!" cried out /, little
needing the torrents of obloquy he was be-
ginning to heap upon me.
sold Mottimore,n he responded, joy
ously. ''Why, who on earth would have
thought of finding you dreaming on Harlem
river: Herel Come into my boat; hitch on
your old craft behind, and let me introduce
you to Miss Sophy Adriance."
looked as sharply at Miss Sophy as the
moonlight and my own modesty would let
me, for knew she was the especial admira-
ton of my friend Charley Dresden.
She was pretty, slight, round and rosy,
with china-blue eyes, dffnple in either
cheek, and golden-brown hair worn in long,
loose curls. There was something flower
like and delicate in her prettiness-some-
thing unconsciously i'm ploring in her way of
lifting her eyes up to your face.
We rowed home together-or, at least, as
far on our way home as the Harlem river
would take US. Sophy sang little boat bal
lads. Charley roared out tenor barcarolles.
l even essayed German student song which
had learned in Heidelberg no one knows
friends.
A week afterward Dresden and / met face
to face on Wall street.
''Halo, Mottimorer' said Charley his
honest vissge lighting up. ''What do you
think of her!n
81 think she is pearl-a jewel-a prin-
cess among women' 1 answered with a
perfect sincerity
congratulate me, then ~ cried Charley,
beaming all over, .'for | am engaged to her.
mysterious silver case which he took from
his inner vest pocket. What do you think
of that for an engagement ringf'
ga fine diamond" said /, putting nv
head critically on one side, ''and fancifully
setn
"We're to be married in Oetober,m said
Charley, lowering his voice to the most con-
fideutial tones. 81 might have been sooner
if hadn't undertaken that busin ess in
Europe for our firm. Butt shall be sure TO
be back by October. aud the money shall
make will be acceptable toward fitting up and
furnishing our new home. Because, you
know, Mottmore, Pm not rich"
Ispent an evening with her afterward at
the genteeI boarding house where she and
her mother-a nice, bright-cyed little wo-
man, the full-brown nose TO correspond with
Sopby's budding loveliness-dwelt in the
contest of apartments, furnished in dark blue
reps, with turn-up bedstead, ingeniously
disguised as high-backed sofa, and canaries
and geraniums in the windows.
''Its so kind of you TO come" said Sophy,
with a gentle pressure of the hand when |
went away. II am so glad to welcome
Charley's friends"
And | felt that could cheerfully sit
chit-cbat and photograph albums for such a
reward as that.
Well, Charley Dresden went away, and as
be didn't particularly leave Sophy Adriance
in nv charge, / didn't feel called upon to
present myself at the genteel boarding house.
/ supposed, naturally enough, that ali was
going right, until enc day l received note
from nv old friend Bullion. the banker, a
aud counts his income upon the double
figures.
Bullion wrote from Saratoga, where he had
gone because he didn't know what else. to do
with himself in the dull season. He asked
me 10 be his groomsman. Bullion was going
to be married.
''Of course, you'll think 1t q foolish thing
for me to do, wrote Bullion: '.but even at
90 man has not entirely outlired the age Of
sentiment; and when once you see Sophy
Adriance you viii forgive any seeming in
consistency on my part-''
Invent straight 10 the genteel boarding
house. 1t was possible that / might be mis-
taken By a similarity Of name, although even
that was unlikely.
as Miss Adriance at homei'' I asked of
the slstternly servant girl who answered the
bell
10, no, sir. Miss sophy's spending q
few weeks with a friend at Saratoga she
answered. promptly.
That was enough / vent home and iu-
closed Bulhou's letter in another envelope.
directing It to poor Charley Dresdeu's ad-
dress, Poste Restsnte, Vienna, adding a few
lines of nv own, wherein I endesyored TO
ningie con solation aud philosophy as aptly
as possible
And then I wrote, CURLY declining to
stand up with Old Bullion.
Twas bu. few weeks subsequently, that
the waiter showed al elegan:iy-dressed
Young lady into M room at The hotel. !
rose in some surprise Aside from old Aun.
Miriam Plat and nv laundress nv lsdy
visitors we're few. But the instant she threw
I'D her thick tissue veil / recognized the sof.
blue eTes and d2nssk rose cheeks of So2hy
Adrisnee-
sob, Mr. Mottinore ,'' she cried piteouslr.
ct know you won't mind nv coming 10 yoar
parIor. because you Seem exactly ike father
to me- 1 WINGED little at this But
have received such letter from Charter. and
as-as you've known him = long tine, /
thought perhaps you could explain Il 10 me.
On, Ere been so vreiehed- And indeed, in
deed, I didn't deserve it,
she gave ne tear-blotted letter AID then
sat down 10 cry quietly in the corner Of The