San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1889-04-29
HOW HE WON HIS WIFE

the most threadbare of axiomS yet 1t re-
ceived new illustration in the strange sue
cession of circumstances through which Maj
Henry Estes won his handsome blue eyed
wife.
Among the recruits who were sent forward
to be mustered into New England cavalry
regiment attached to the Army of the Pote
mac in the spring of 1864, was young man
of fine appearance and excellent education,
who from the first showed signs of having at
some time been under military drill No re-
cruit ever fell into his place with less trouble,
or so rapidly adjusted himself to the rough
ness and hardships of camp life. Every
inch a soldier" was Maj. Estes comment the
first time that his glance rested on Private
Herbert Jauvrin, end neither in camp nor III
battle had he ever any reason to modlty his
verdict
The rank and file with whom Jauvrin asso-
ciated could never quite make him ont. They
recognized instinctively that he belonged to
a higher social order than their own; they
found out that he had Travelled in many
lands; they said among themselves that he
was foreigner and yet were puzzled to
know Just where to place man who spoke
half dozen languages, and yet they were
never jealous or il-aatured towards HIM
He performed his duties with unfailing con
scientiousness; was in his place in every en-
gagement; proved himself q hero in the
skirmish at St. Mary's Church and in the
long and dangerous raid to Trevyllian sta
ton, and endeared himself to every man in
his company by some little act Of kindness or
CHEEKY word of cOmradeship.
That there was a mystery about him was
evident. Not that he ever attempted to Gre
ate such an impression-far from it. But
officers and men knew that there must have
been some strong cause that had moved
man of his culture to enlist as private in
ENCOURAGEMENT in which he he'd not single
acquaintance. There were hints enough given
him to break through his reserve and talk
about himself, but he always brushed them
aside with a laugh and the oft quoted byword
of the camps, ''WhO wouldn't be soldiCr!'
by JOve" said the colonel one day, as
Private Jauvrin retired from his presence
with a courtly salute, that fellow has
broken more than one heart, and III our set,
too, major, CT I'm a Block Island Goldfish.
Put him in a swallowtail and he would be the
most distinguished looking man in the regi-
ment and would saunter through the Ian
GERS like a lord. wish | could do something
for him, but he doesn't ask for promotion
and doesn't seem to want it, and | don't
know who his friends are so as to push hin.
I'd bet whale to a mackerel that there's 4
woman in the case, and mighty pretty one,
too"
1t vas in an insignificant little skirrlish on
tho edge of Chapin's Farms that Private
Jauvrin received a desperate wound which
caused him to be sent to the Cavalry Corps
| hospital on the AppOmattOx. AT first he
| ba6o fair to recover, and the whole regiment
prepared to welcome him back, and the
| colonel had mado interest at Washington to
| procure his promotion to second lieutenant.
But one day a messenger came from the
| Corps hospital with tho news that JGuvrin
| was worse, and with an earnest request that
| Mai Estes would ride over to see him.
The major had always manifested sincere
| liking for the soldier and had tried moro than
| once to win his confidence, with sincere de-
sire to befriend him. He had not been sue
| ceSsfUl, yet there had always been that GCC:
| Of friendship between officer and nan tLa!
had led Eaj. Estes to sit down and tall with
| Li11 Of other times and other scenes. 1t was a
shock 70 him t. hear lad tidings of tho soldier
whoz? l. his own mind he had associated with
| q story Of romance and whom no Eonored as
an example of duty.
1t was On g chilly autumn afternoon that
the major lifted the Zap OF the wall tent il
which Jauvria l@y on rough cot set en- the
| bare ground. he was shocked ct the change
in the wounded mans appearance. Tho stall
wart franc bad become reduced to skin enG
bono, and only the eyes had retained tho CID
fire Of life. 10 fairly started when the ghost
CT the well remembered and once ringing;
voice welcomed him and tears started to his
eyes as b grasped the thin and wasted hand
and said: Poor fellow, why did you not send
for no before'"
Tho major stayed at the hospital that night
and, little by little, as tho strength Of tho
speaker permitted, he learned the story OF
Privets Jeuvrin.
Born to en- old and honorable rame, and TIC
prospective inheritor of wealth, Herbert
Jauyrin, otter wild and wayward boyhood
he'd been commissioned lieutenant il TIC
Dritizh army before he had reached his No,
jority and had fought calamity before So
bastopol. Among his papers would be found
he said, his commission and his Crimear
medal. On his return 10 England no h2H
gene tee way OF all young men in his position
and had exhausted his income and the round
Of London pleasures At last bis father ent
his family bad cast him Of and he had wax
cned from his dreams to find hinSalf deprived
Of all resources until he succeeded to tho en-
tailed estates Of his family.
There was one pure spot, he said, in thc
C@rSues Of his Life. He had loved and HI
.JYo nd been returned. II did not know
-1c-'o VIZ such lo7eEneES on earth" said thc
lying solder, until met Helen Conyng
Nam. l have her picture here and you shal
N,-dgo Of her yourself" Here, with painful
| nl-grt. ha drew Ont DOrtEoNo from lnndel