Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-10-19


 Brightens the eternal sun.
 Susan Coolidge. in s. S. Times.
 THE BITTER BITTEN. One Case in Which the End Jus-
 tiled the Means. There was death in the house; there was horror on every face; there was the tramp ling of mems feet striking 8 chill to the hearts of those who mourned. And the mourning was not the soft resignation or grief sent by Heaven alone, but the despair ing agony of shame, horror and ruin
 For Charles Wurtz, who lay upon his bed, waiting the coroner's coming, had died oy his own hand, lifted in passion of unoear- able remorse. Only one short day before, just the twenty four hours of time, there had been joyous hearts under the roof where now sorrow reigned, and it had seemed as if poverty and trouble had been set apart from those now crushed under their weight. In one of the lower rooms, sort of home workshop with bench, tools, books and drawings scattered about, Charles Wurtz, the son of the suicide, sat with his head upon his crossed arms, motionless, rigid in the agony of a despair that would have wrung groans and tears from weaker man. The room was cold, and already twi- light shadows were gathering, but he had not stirred for hours, and seemed un- conscious of the lapse of time. He was reused by light touch upon his shoulder, l and voice, full of sympathy, saying: "Charlie, you have eaten nothing to-day: Come with me to Berta-poor little Berta." The young man lifted a face that, in 1 spite of the wretchedness stamped upon 1t, | was still handsome one, and spoke, l heavily:
 "You here, Katiea Then you did not re- ceive my letter!'
 "I did. We will not talk of that now. Come"
 Mechanically he obeyed the tender voice, l the light touch of the little, soft hand. She led him to small, cozily furnished dining room, where a bright fire burned in the l 0rate, 6 tea table was spread, and slight, fair-haired girl of sixteen, with pale, awe stricken face, was trying, With all her girl ish strength, to smile a welcome.
 .Kaie says you must eat, karl,' she said, tenderly, in German, the home Ian guage in the family, ''and so l have had Gertrude get supper for us. There will be 1 no one else here, Dr. Leider says"
 "But, Katie?" Charles persisted. Ana then the dark-eyed girl who had coaxed him into the room spoke.
 .Karll" she said, bravely, though deep blush crept to her cheeks, Eff this had hap pened one week later, should have been your wife," .sThink, then,' she said, steadily, 'that Il is a week later"
 "No, my own brave, true Katie" ne salo hoarsely. "Yesterday could think of yo' as the dear, cherished wife of man on th' high road to fortune. To-dayp'
 II scarcely understand yet, Charles" Y "You know, my own, that my father }. after years of study, had perfected paten that promised to make his fortune. It wa Ii still Q weary time before he could oomman' e a sufficient sum to procure the machiner necessary to manufacture his article. Bu = that, too, he conquered, and we had tw silent partners, capitalists, who knew notr ing of the process, but see money In tn invention. After all the years of struggle !, our machinery was built, our patent upo the market, and now-this day-1 nav orders for nearly fifty thousand oouars IF worth of work. Darling, it was not unt '' the whole was an assured success that 10 asked you to be my wife"
 n, "I know, dear" - ie "But what you did not know, coward ths 't. was not to tell you, was that my lathe
 was a gambler. It was passion with hin
 He could not resist the sight of a card. Or
 of his sfriends-Heavens above! frlendl M knowing this weakness, coaxed him yeste
 
 from him, and at last obtained his slgnatu
 to q bill of sale of ithe machinery, the no tire process of our invention. There was 'lo mockery of purchase, the price beinR
 thousand dollars, which we found in .
 fathers pocket-book. When the fumes
 drink were gone away from my poor father
 brain, when he realHed the ruin ne D
 brought upon us all, he took his own ne
 Here Berta, creeping into her brother
 arms, broke into a passion of sobbing, a ID Katie drew both into a close embrace. N "I see," she said, "that you must beg
 the world again, Karl, but you are your = brave, strong. Do not fear. Tell me, who z0 this false friend9"
 "Herman Schornn, our compatrlot."
 The girls face became very pale an
 look of terror for moment crept into l
 dark eyes. Then it was replaced by one ith stern resolution, as if she mentally reg of tered VOW she would keep till death. en' The next weeks passed in a whirl of b'
 ness perplexities. The gentlemen who . advanced money to buy the machinery
 handed it back; the new proprietor no
 ished his bill of sale, and forbade the w
 to go forward until he was ready to dir
 1t, and then Charles Wurtz had his reven l. and but an empty one. 1e Not one man in the factory underst " the preparation of the material needed
 the invention. This had been prepared
 the father and son. Without it the en
 factory was worthless. Through 2 sharp
 yer Charles Wurtz offered terms. M money advanced by the silent partners IN, to be paid in full, and he was to be ta into full partnership The offer was
 emptorily refused, and the false fri
 found himself the owner of expen'
 machinery he could not use, and a paten
 could not sell
 HIS, It might have ended in some comprou
 but Charles was offered 8 clerksh1p In
 other city, and Berta @ home In Germ with her mothers sister. So the old h !. was broken up, and Katie, brave and t
 lo4f f0 yuait unfil fortune amiled again