Connecticut western news., 1892-05-19
A CRUEL FATE.
He Loved In Vain, but He Got There
 Just the Same.

He Loved In Vain, but He Got There
 dust the Same.
 Eduardo Cordova was a Spaniard, win dictive, cruel, jealous and a tobacconist.
 He sold cigars by the box and loved Bridgetina McGinti, a beauteous maider from the far, fair, Sorrentian shore, wher the blue Mediterranean paints the Italian cliffs.
 But Bridgetina loved another, handsome Richelieu de Rivoli, the Apollo Belvider of County Cork.
 And Richelieu was a corker.
 How could she help but love him'
 How could she help but marry him when he asked her:
 She couldn't.
 So she did.
 And Eduardo was furious.
 By thunder! but he was hot.
 So hot, in fact, that his customers lit their cigars on his emotions for three weeks after Bridgetina answered to the name oi Mrs. De Riyoh.
 The first thought of Spaniard who gets it in the neck is revenge, and Elduardo kept large supply of first thought right where he could put his hand on it at a min ute's notice.
 Yet withal he dissembled.
 My, my, what dissembler that Span iard was, and Bridgetina never trembled.
 She smiled her same pretty smiles on Fl duardo, and invited him to come up any time and call on her and her family, and a lot more of that sort of thing. Well, FL duardo almost bankrupted himself, smok. ing his own cigars at cost, in order to quiet his nerves.
 One beautiful morn, Mrs. De Rivoi en tered Cordova's Smokers Emporium, and with delightful little twitter of innocence, she informed him that she was about three fourths daft trying to think of something for her dear Richelieu's birthday present, but for the life of her she couldn't tell what to get him.
 Elduardo's eyes glittered with a strange new hope.
 His cruel lips curved all about it.
 But he spoke not
 She stood there in deep thought for sev. eral moments.
 What ninny am," she broke forth at last. 'Why, Mir. Cordova''-he ground his teeth at the MT. r."-''you have the very thing. I'll buy him box of cigars. Won't that be just too lovely for anythingf"
 Elduardo's breath came thick and fast. His breast heaved and the glitter in his eye grew glitterer.
 "Alhambra be praised" he muttered, toe low for her to hear, as he flung out a dozen boxes for her inspection.
 She chose one with the prettiest pictures on it; with a happy, girlish laugh gurgling over her sweet, red lips, she nodded adieu and went away to meet her husband.
 Eduardo embraced himself to his throb- ing bosom in an ecstacy of delight.
 "Avengedr' he hissed cruelty and put the boxes back on the shef.-Detroit Free Press.
 After the First Daughters Wedding.
 Mrs. Mary A. Livermore tells this story. The daughter of a certain gentleman, who was quite we'll off, was to be married. She had purchased her trousseau, which was a gorgeous one, from the apartments of the worlds most fashionable modiste. The bill reached way up into the hundreds, and was but short step from thousand. The ceremony and reception in their turn followed with all the brilliancy character istic of nuptial of the society world. The fond parent looked anxiously on as he thought of the immense number of bills that would soon pour in for his sympathy, and silently came to the conclusion that it should be the last.
 After the event had passed and the happy MT. and Mrs. were speeding away in Pullman enjoying all of the pleasan- tries of a honeymoon, he called his other daughter to him and surprised her some what by inquiring if she had any serious thoughts on matrimony.
 "Why, papa" she exclaimed, ''you know haven't left school yetp'
 "I know that" replied the father as he thought of his diminished bank account, "but will you ever haveS"
 "Why, of course," was the blushing maiden's reply; ''you know all girls ex- pect."
 "Then," he answered, ''when the final point comes just let me know in time and will give you s1, 900 and you and whoever it is may run off. Anything to get away from those trousseaus and receptions. D. Washington Post.