Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1892-01-11

he's tried liquor lie looked like n
ghost, and in he went with his eyes
straight before him, with mover look
or n word for none Of us. him that was
always such gontlemaul'
had never heard Byles make 10 long
speech. The crowd Ia the churchyard
were talking In whispers and getting
ready rice and slippers to throw nj the
bride and bridegroom. The ringers
were ready with their hands on the
ropes TO ring out tho merry peal as the
bride and bridegroom should come out.
A murnur from the church announced
them; ont they came. Byles was right.
John Charrington did not look himself.
There was dust on his coat, his hair was
disarranged. lie seemed TO have been
IN some row. for there was black mark
above his eyebrow. He was drathly pale.
But his pallor was not greater than that
Of the bride. who might have been carved
In ivory--drcss, veil, orange blossoms
and all.
As they passed out the ringers stopped
there were nix Of them-and then. on
the ears expecting the gay wedding peal
came the slow tolling Of the passing
bell.
A thrill Of horror az 70 foolish a Jest
from the ringers passed through us all.
But the ringers themselves dropped the
ropes aud Aed like rabbits down the bel
fry stairs. The bride shuldered. and
gray shadows came about her mouth.
but the bridegroom led her on down the
path where the people stood with the
handfula Of rice; but the handfuls were
never thrown, and the wedding bells
never rang. In vain the ringers were
urged 10 remedy their mistake. they pro-
tested with many whispered explosives
that they would sec themselves further
first.
In hush like tho hush In the chamber
Of death the bridal pair passed into their
carriage, and its door was slammed 10
hind them.
Then the tongues were loosed. A babel
Of anger. wonder. conjecture from the
guests and the Spectators.
III I'd seen his condition. SIR said old
Forster 10 me as we drove Oft. ~ would
have stretched him on the floor Of the
church, sir. by heaven ! would, before
I'd have let him marry my daughter
Then he put his head out of tho win
dow.
"Driye like fury he cried to the
goodman; don't spare the horses"
He was oboyod. Wepassed the brides
carriage. forboro TO look at Il, and old
Forster turned his head away and sworo
We reached home before Il.
We stood In the hall doorway. in the
blazing afternoon sun, and in about half
a minute we heard wheels crunching the
gravel. When the carriage stopped In
front Of the steps old Forster and ran
down.
Great heavens, the carriage Is emptyl
Aid yet
had the door open in minute, and
this is what sawi
No sign Of John Charrington; and Of
May, his wife, only huddlcd heap Of
white satin lying half on the floor Of the
carriage and half on the seat.
81 drove straight here, sir. said the
coachman, "a the BRIDES father lifted her
out; land I'll swear no one got out Of the
carriage"
We carried her into the house In hor
bridal dress and drew back her veil.
saw her face. Shall ever forget II!
white, white and drawn with agony and
horror. bearing such look of terror as
have never seen since except In dreaina.
And her hair. her radiant blond hair,
tell yon II was white like snow.
As we stood, her father aud |, half mad
with the horror and the mystery Of it. a
boy came up the avenue--a telegraph
boy. They brought the orange envelope
TO me. tore 1t oponl'
"Mr. Charrington was thrown from
his horse on his way to the station at 1850,
Killed on the spot"
And he was married 10 May Forster Ia
our parish church at $3.50 In presence Of
half the parish.
81 shall DO married, dead or alive"
What had passed In that carriage on
the homeward drive, no one knows.-no
one ever will know. Oh, May! oh. my
dear.
Before week was over they laid her
beside her husband 10 our little church.
yard on the thyme covered hill-the
churchyard where they had kept their
love trysts.
Thus was accomplished John Char
rinston's wedding, Temple Bar.