Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-11-23

sation they had given it. 1t was absolutely
unique all through, perfect innovation.
There had been sad cases of young people,
who. wickedly desirous of marking out a
path for themselves, had entered on it. cry
ing aloud that silly old line, "All for love
and the world we'll lost, )" as sort Of def
ance, but they had been very justly thrust
out of sight and speedily forgotten. But
here was a triumph, love and common sense
hand in hand. An ideal marriage indeed!
With nothing in it to provoke the wrath of
guardians, or throw cold water on the warm
congratulations of friends, or prevent the
giving way to sentimental remarks on the
beauty of love unadulterated-love pure and
simple = and untouched by mercenary
motives. 1t was as though a touch of
Arcadia had fallen into Vanity Fair, and
frightened all things by its freshness.
The sun had shone gaily on the marriage
morning. What else could 1t do? cried the
enthusiasts. The bride smiled through her
tears, the bridegroom was the very persona
feation of hope fulfilled. 1t was the pret-
test pageant possible. AS the happy pair
drove away beneath shower of rice, every
body told everybody else that for once in
way one might be sure that years Of un-
broken joy lay before them.
And everybody was wrongl
society was electrified by the news that Sir
Frederic and Lady Blount had separated,
"by mutual consent" Incompatibility of
temper, said some, Jealousy on both sides,
said others, and neither was far wide of the
mark.
Sir Frederic it must be confessed had
been somewhat wild in the earlier years of
his life. He had sown several crops of the
most unploftsble oats His amusements
had hardly been sans reproche, and some
kind friends had hinted as much to the
Young bride. Since his marriage, since his
engagement indeed, he had run perfectly
straight. but this the kind friends had for
gotten to hint She grew first Mortified,
then disguised, then a little reckless. She
was so young that the very suspicion of the
evil that the world holds locked in its bosom
was unknown to her. She began with a
determination not to care, to be revenged.
This resulted in his accusing her of flirta-
tion with man whom secretly she abhorred,
1t was an opening, and she seized upon it,
letting loose upon him all the foodgates of
wrath and wounded pride and miserable dis
appoiutment that had been consuming her.
Recriminations grew furious. What had
been called loveliness of disposition grew
into decided temper, and before any honest
friends could interfere, the devoted bride
and bridegroom of three months ago had
parted with the sworn determination on
both sides never to see each other again.
The charming home in Gloucestershere-
The Firs-was broken up. Sir Frederic
went one way, Lady Flora another. When
cross-examined bv fearful relatives. they
both ragged and stormed, and grew so vague
and excitable that in the end no one could
ouite understand how such a terrible situa-
tion could have arisen out Of what was
trivial affair,
at is the most absurd case ever heard
Of" saws Mrs. Wylde to Lady Maria Wal
ton with shrug of her dainty shoulders.
Both are friends of the Blounts, but Lady
Maria is something more. See is a first
cousin of Sir Frederic's on his mothers
side and thirty-frst cousin of Lady Flora's |
on her fathers side. As men always carry |
the day. her sympathies more or less are for |
Sir Frederic, though she is an open |
admirer of Lady Flors's who, iadeed, can |
be specially charming when she Likes.
Lady Maria is tall, able-bodied woman,
with no nonsense about her (unless we ex- |
cept her kindly heart), and q strength of
mind that renders her the terror Of her ae-