Waterbury evening Democrat., 1894-10-15
SHE MARRIED BOTH.


 picture of prosperity and contentment, sitting in his office in the most lux uriantly appointed office building in town His private office, where we find him, was a poem in hard wood and stucco, but its spick and span cleanli- ness denoted its newness. In fact, Mir. Trott had not always occupied quarters like these. Indeed as he sat in his rotary chair. putting tine smoke from a Colorado maduro with q sultanic air of limitless wealth, MT. Trott's elegant surround inGs bore the gloss of a weeks existence and not a day more. Not that he wore the new conditions with any the less grace on that account, however. Any | one to have observed him critically | would have acknowledged the aristo- cratic repose of his regular features and the exquisite taste of his fashionable ap- parel. But the fact remains that MT. | TrOtt week before had been strug- glinc young attorney with an inchoate practice and an unreliable sequence as to meals.
 As there arc no such things as fairy wands to change hungry lawyers into well fed barristers, the truth may as well be aGmittcd-Mr. Trott had hit | the races The $I0, GOO retainer from | delightfully."- mysterious corporation in | the west, which he assured his friends was the basis of his new magnificence, was i'll reality q winning of that amount | on cluster horses upon whose combined speed he had made bet after the man. Ter current among the pOolrooms. For all this Mir. Trott was by no means a sport. He was unIuestiOnably young man of talent who would be heard from one of these days, and who knew what 1t meant to 'tOil terribly V The reason that we do not find him at work with his books directly concerns our interest ill this lucky youth, for Mir. Trott' thoughts were floating back over five long years of professional vicissi- tudes, as dreamily as the smoke that curled aloft over his blond head, until they rested upon a face of dark, healthy | beauty. surmountCd by curling locks as | black as the tender eyes whose depths l he had once celebrated ill feeble quat- rain, with the opinion that they rivaled | the glOrieS of q starlit night. He had truly been desperately in love with Alice Monroe, fact that had been full ly appreciated by that dainty little des- pot, who not only accepted all his at tentions i'll the way of theater tickets, balls and bouquets, but pOuted for more. All Cf these things had been the despair of poor, young Mir. Trott, who won | dercd how he was ever to marry a girl whose trivial expenses per week exceed ed his income at the bar per month. To render the situation even more poignant she repeatedly declared that the man she married w ould have to have money. In her heartlcsS opinion love ill a cot | tage was unqualified boSh. Often he had exclaimed to the four walls of his dingv room:
 ''She is vain. Haunting, extravagant and unworthy an honest fellows toll. = On every fine Sunday afternoon, for her sweet sake, he had hired yellow cart and q large black horse with a stride like Ill" course of empire, whose tan cOl0rcd harness was the swellcSt thing that graccd the Clifton drives on that day. The Swellest? Alas. no! There l was one rig that cxceIlcd that of Mir. | Trott, even as the white glory of the | diamond excrlS the dull gray of the to- paz And i'll that rig sat the bete noir of Mir. TrOtt-the one being on earth l WllOln It ndItl Wlln Iuc cuSGTlul, COT- dial hate of q lover for rival
 The name of this party was Messer- schmidt, q cool, imperturbable gentle man. the unruffled impudence of whose | small, steady eyes had taken Mir. Trott s measure oil the night that they had first met i'll Mss MonrOe's parlOr and were ever since noting the details of MT. Trott'S suit with stolid TeutOnic amusement that betokencd their owner $ confidence in his own supremacy. As n rival Mir. MeSScrSchmidt was indeed pe- Culiarly dangerous i'll the possession of a gigantic soap factory, inherited from | simple minded parent who would l have turned i'll his grave with astOnish- | ment had he seen what his son had done for the old concern since its founder $ death, for the plant had undergone the mysterious process known only to the subtle promoter who CapitaliZes small enterprise into colossal one hy the hOcuS pocuS of the street" "
 Never i'll his life had MT. Trott claimed the society of the capricious Miss Monroe on one of those bright aft ernoons but what MT. Messerschnidt could be seen i'll his gorgeous turnout, |
 ing the road i'll a manner even moro in solent just in front. This gentleman presence was not only obtruded upon them at these times, but he seemed tC divine by q diabolical instinct just when and where to find them together. If Mir. Trott took Miss Monroe to the theater,
 the other party invariably had a seat nearby which he would change for ont
 immediately next to the couple and en gage them ill conversation with a mild
 insinuating assurance that used to irri
 tate the young lawyer to the point oi
 insanity. When he took Miss Monroe tC
 the Art lnuseum-a favorite ruse of hi:
 to get her away from possible intruder:
 his ubiquitous rival was there also
 suave, calm, entertaining, agOnizing! Just why Miss Monroe tolerated thi: insidiOus parsonage had been more thar MT. Trott could understand. She aver
 red that he bored her, and that she wa: disgusted with his social stupidity, bu
 Mir. Trott noticed that she displayed fal
 more cordiality toward him than wa
 consistent with these assertions. Having the temerity to tax her with this pal
 pablo fact one evening, she petulantl
 admitted that the only obstacles that Ia \ between her and the omnipotent Messel schmidt was his name and his business
 She did not fancy becoming a queen (
 society under the title of a soap factor
 that had to have its works extended i
 order to make room for the name on tn
 buildings. She would much rathe
 marry the man who had become tn most celebrated jurist of his time. Say
 inO this she had looked wistfully at tL