Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-10-19

6 | loved to sing with her; accompanied him to concerts, to drive, to walk, until Charles Wurtz might well have added to his sorrows that of desertion by his false lady-love.
 Mrs. Hill, Katie's mother, looked on and l wondered. After all her endeavors to make Katie see the advantage of accepting Herman Schornn, after the fearful scenes,ln which Katie protested her devotion to Charles, without one word of explanation, Herman was taken into favor, and Charles was gone. I
 1t was a year since MT. Wurtz had been taken to his last resting-place. and Her man Schornn was bustling about in his own home, preparing luncheon Tor wis itors. The house, his own property, was situated on the outskirts of the city, where he transacted his business, and where Mrs. Hills modest home lay. Often he had talked to both ladies of his house, his garden, his paintings, and at last had invited them to drive out and lunch with him.
 .I will make Katie give me my answer | today" he said to himself, as he hustled about, driving the servants frantic by his fussy orders. ''She has played fast and | loose long enough. To day she shall say yes | or no!'
 But Katie, as if divining his resolution, | kept close to her mother until late in the 1 afternoon, when Herman, having given Mrs. l Hill an immense portfolio of pictures, reso- lutely drew Katies hand through bis arm | and led her into small room, half library, half business den. Before, however, che had been moment in the room she took from shelf 0 small article, which she examined with a child's curiosity.
 "What IS this?" she asked. "How pretty it is! What is it made ofr'
 "That is what would give ten thousand dollars to know," was the answer, in IHnk S0 ,Nfy c NNn founded patent"
 "Do you mean Charlie Wurtzl" she asked, innocently. 'Why, he was an old beau of mine. But never knew he invented any thing"
 "It was his father. And after he had | sold me the right to manufacture and the machinery the old fool blew his brains out" ooh, how dreadfull Was that the req son Charlie and Berta went aways" II suppose so."
 "But, if you bought it all, why don't you
 make these? I don't believe you did buy it,n she said. in coquettish, challenging
 tone. .....=.-.. .
 .Don,t youa' he said, opening drawer | ln large desk. 'Read that"
 1 sBut what is itl"
 Ut is what Charlie Wurtz would give his 1 eyes to hold in his hands. It is the bill of
 sale his father gave me, and which was
 fool enough to pay for without learning the
 secret that made it of any value"
 ssBut it is of value, is it nots"
 "No. But if it did not exist Charlie
 Wurtz could work his confounded patent
 without hindrance. And so keep 1t. I'll
 have myrevenge for the old fools swindle P'
 sl see! It was in this envelope, was Y
 nota What pity it is of no use Would
 you get me glass of water, Hermans
 see you have cooler in that corner"
 But as she took the water she handed
 him the envelope. which he put carefully
 away in the locked drawer just as Mrs. Hill
 mindful of the proprieties, entered the
 room.
 "Just year to-day since I came here, ,
 Charlie Wurtz thought, as he entered the
 small room of clearinghouse that he called home, "and I am as far from Katie , as ever. My patient, loving darling. But
 for her letters 1 think should utterly
 despair. But while she is content to wait
 surely am man enough to work.n | Then he espied 9 letter, bulky docu 5 ment, under the blaze of the gas he had jus l lighted. A folded paper dropped as he tor ? it open, and lay at his feet as he read: "At last, at last. Charlie. send you the bil n | of sale that frees your invention. Don't blam
 me for the coQuetry that won my way int | Herman Schornn's house, where mother and lunched to-day. And don't think stole thii , Ihave put into tho envelope that hold 1t tw hve.hundred-dollar notes, part of my uttl @ patrimony. dear, which you shall repay m J some day. He has the full price he paid, bu il has not been driven to suicide. saw M I Pratt about week ago, and he says ever
 thing is as you left it. as both he and M
 Warner were hoping that either you would SC :. your secret or Schornn his interest, and the v l got back tho money they invested in the m IT chinery. Burn iti Tear 1t upi It is yours fs more honestly than 1t ever was He. ms e scbornn's. And come home. Charlie, to fat fNl r. Tear itl Burn iti After reading y Charlie Wurtz did both, and packed D re trunk for home and Katie.
 a, Herman Sohornn clustered and swo g when he passed the factory in full wor a with Charlie Wurtz directing the men. B " when he hurried homo to find the doc of ment that would shut the doors once mo 's he found only the price he had paid, Q, ad said some words about woman's treache that will not bear repetition.
 .'s But Katie Wurtz the wife of the gre nd manufacturer, who makes her happy aS t
 day is long, can never be brought to adn in any wrong in winning back what " g, fraudulently obtained, by strategy, wh is the full price of purchase was repaid.
 "But," she says sometimes to Berta, on
 more an inmate of her brothers home. really would have to count to tell you h' Ter often Charlie has paid me that thousa of dollars.''-Anna Shields. in N. Y. Ledg is "
 Humors of the Battle-F1eld. ,.; Many humorous incidents occurred 'od the battle-tields, of which the followl da- from the Century are good specimens: -, Confederate Colonel ran ahead of his re ,rL ment at Malvern Hill, and, discovering u act themen were not following him as clos ge, ,aisa. s.Con,. o,,, n, ,,o,, ,,,art ~ +o I ,oa forevera" The appeal was irresistible, ~ many poor fellow who had laughed at h, Coloners queer exhortation laid down t;re life soon after. A shell struck the whee .1 Federal field-piece toward the close of rSo engagement at Fair Oaks and, shiver ,os the spokes, dismantled the cannon. NW ken Sn"s .uny .."' ..;n'. NM e,s ,1 ,er- | "0 OoOA op oAA OAA ssA'aAA AAA'AoAA'