The Corvallis gazette. [volume] (Corvallis, Or.) 1862-1899, 1894-02-16

march, and the br1de-the end and brief
epitome of all-with her retinue of men
and maids entered and had already be-
gun her progress toward the altar.
Without a shade of self consciousness,
but if possible more erect and martial
than ever, the lieutenant stood there
and awaited her approach. Behind
him the officiating clergyman had si-
lently taken his place at the head of the
chancel steps, and two men in unexcep-
tional black, one of them with the air
of an actor who was to play principal
part, had arranged themselves near
him. The lieutenant, whose senses
were absorbed by the spectacle in front
Of him, had seen nothing of all this, al
though the men in black Immediately
noticed him and had exchanged sig
nifcant glances of inquiry.
The procession slowly advanced. 1t
was close upon him when his eyes for
some inexplicable reason strayed for a
moment from the bride and intelligent
ly fastened themselves upon her escort,
upon whose arm she leaned. He start
ed, for it was not Mr.. White. Some
thing must unexpectedly have happened
to him, he thought, some sudden ill
ness, to keep him away. His glance
quickly went back to the bride, but this
time he did not start. For an instant
his heart stood still, and he ceased to
breathe. He could not believe the evil
dence of his eyes, but thought he had
suddenly gone mad. Even though the
veil covered and in part concealed her,
%Lo Mico
White. For one awful moment, that
sometimes comes back to him in
dreams, he stood there without a sense
or volition. Then he turned round and
saw the two men in evening dress in
the chancel behind him, and at once
the horror of it all flashed through his
mind.
How the lieutenant got out of the
church he never knew, but it was not
until he found himself on the sidewalk
that he came once more into full pos
session of his faculties. Then he am
bled up to a policeman and inquired
falte1ingly:
"What church is this?"
"Trinity chapel" was the reply.
He did not groan-he was made of
sterner stuff-but his heart sank like
lead within him. He had to go to the
corner of Fifth avenue before he found
a cab that was disengaged. He didn't
care, however, he was in no hurry now.
He recognized the futility of even try
ing to hasten where haste could no lon
ger avail. When at last man from the
opposite side of the street signaled his
readiness for fare, he motioned him
across and asked in voice in whose
appealing note of despair there was an
infinite pathos, "Do you know where
the Church of the Holy Trinity is9''
81 do, sir!" said the cabman.
"Where is it?''
Corner Madison avenue and Forty
second, was the reply.
"There," said the other wearily, lis
where desire to go.''
When the lieutenant arrived, crushed
and discouraged, at the church for which
he had started out in such high spirits
earlier in the evening, he found it closed
and deserted. He had known that this
would be the case, and when the cab
drew up in front of the building he
didn't even dismount.
"The Dakota" he said hopelessly to
the cabman, and then wondered at him
self for having said it.
1t is long drive from the Church of
the Holy Trinity to the great apartment
house in West Seventy-second street,
where the Whites lived. The lieuten-
ant, however, did not mind it this
time, for it gave him the needed oppor-
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sue. Of one thing he was certain-and
he accepted the fact grimly-he had
lost Miss White. Then there came to
him the realization of that loss. He
thought bitterly of the lonely years that
out before him; how his fam
lily and friends in Vienna, particularly
his fellow officers, would regard the
affair, and he resolved to see her once
more and learn whether he had forever
forfeited all claim to her affection. The
particulars of that interview have never
been divulged, but Lieutenant and Mrs.
Won Lendheim certainly started the
ney. Mrs. White also left town imme-
diately, which, considering the predic-
ament in which the public was placed
by the marriage notice that had duly
in the morning papers, was
an unfair thing to do, but she had GER
tainly produced a social effect, though
not exactly in the way intended.
The lieutenant, in his faraway Vien-
ma home, is happy man except when
he thinks of that night in New York,
then cold, hard look comes over his
face. Once in awhile letter is re-
ceived from Mrs. White, in which she
expresses the hope that the two will
soon come to America to make her
visit. When it is read aloud by his wife,
the lieutenant says never word-he
shrugs his shoulders.-Ex-
change.
A Tough Back.
Porter-Yes, sir; that man is a hyp-
ocrite, if there ever was one. While
protesting the warmest friendship for
me, he was for a whole year stabbing
me in the back, and never knew it.
Irwin-Goodness gracious! What
kind of back have you got?-Grenoble
Monthly.
Penalty of Laziness.
Head of Departmcnt-What' this ly-
ing on my desk? The last dunning let
ter received from my tailor-duiy ini-
.ialcd by all my clerks! Oh. dear, what
" cone? Actually s2nt it round
L, duiv hot, d without taking tie