The morning call., 1893-03-04
BOTH LOVED HER.
The Tale of a California
Wayside Inn.
MRS. SAM MOORE OF PLUMAs.
A Chapter From the Lives of the
Late Henry Martin and One
of His Friends.

Last Thursday the remains of the late
Henry Martin, the wel-known mine-owner.
were buried in Calvary Cemetery. he having
died suddenly of an Illness aggravated by
long and constant watching at the bedside
OF his wife, who is now probably dying in
her apartments at the Palace.
The story of Mr.. and Mrs Martins happy
domestic life, now closed so ruthlessly, COM
mences with preluding chapter, having in
turn its beginning back among the piny hills
Of Northern California.
In the early COS Samuel Moore, a whole
sale liquor merchant Of this city, and Henry
Martin were summering among the trout
pools of Plumas County. near Big Meadows.
The two young men stopped one night at a
small country tavern, kept by couple
named Blunt. During the evening meal
Martin heard an exclamation of surprise
from Moore. and. looking UP from his appe-
ti.ing plate OF venison, saw his chum staring
al person just entering the room.
1t was the thirteen-yeRT-old daughter Of
their host and well might the young fellow
start. She was one of the pIettieSt creatures
like the autumnal hue of her native slopes,
the sOfiest and clearest blue eyes and face
Of chdlike Innocence and sweetness. She
was as graceful as a sylph and modest rs a
nun, dUu sue HlDNtu dIOuuu bHG idDl6 at
tending TO the wants OF her father guests,
followed by the fascinated gaze of the
young merchant as well as by the eyes OF
his comrade, who also bowed down TO the
youthful beauty of the child.
During the day Moore was silent, evolv-
ing schemes Of future wherein little May
Blunt would play no small part. That
evening he made confession TO Martin,
and proposed a plan as romantic as it was
honorable and generous. 1t was to the
effect that he would from his ample wealth
pay for the girls education and maluten-
Rnca in some fashionable seminary and
trust IN time to win her wOman's heart and
her fair hand for his cwn.
The parents were poor, and the young
mans prufessed love for their daughter,
also his commendable plan for her future
happiness won their consent, and the pretty
mountain maid with her trunk full of pretty
frocks went away TO prepare for the posi-
ton she was to occupy so gracefully and
h0norably in after years.
After her graduation, MAY Blunt, her
chiid-beauty rounded out INTO the fullnPss
of womEnly perfection, followed TO the altar
the man whose love and ibeTality had made
her his intellectual and sncial equal. Their
Joined lives were peaceful ones, and the
beautiful malr0u with the golden tresses
was q fitted evolution from the sweet
maiden with hair the hue of her own sum-
mer hills, who charmed the young man
years ago.
Moore, happy in his home and proud Of
his wife, often chlded bis friend on his ad-
herence TO bacheloTbOod, and begged him to
get married.
"When find a woman the counterpart Of
Mrs. sam Moore will do So" said Martin,
land not before"
About six years ago Moore died. and after
q few years of widow hood Mrs Moore wds
Vedted again by the man WHO despAired Of
finding her Gun'erpart in other than her
self. Thus the inukeereI's pretty daughter
successiyeiy married the two Young men
who were so attracted simultaneously by
her beauty years age.
Her second venture into mAtrimouy was
also vel! chosen, and her life as Mrs Henry
Martin was no less happy than tie one
with her first husband. Only the grave
near which this hOnored and beautiful
woman lies could check the lifelong happi-
ness which seemed to be her ordained por.
linn