The Madison daily leader. [volume] (Madison, S.D.) 1890-current, 1894-10-05

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order to make room for the name on the
buildings. She would much rather
the man who had become the
most celebrated jurist Of his time Say
ing this, she had looked wistfully at the
modest Mr.. Trott, who had been trying
to convince her for several weeks that
such was hts brilliant destiny; that he
in fact already on the highroad to
success and revenue.
As his mind dwelt ON that scene Mr..
Trott's visage lost some of its tranquil
contentment ON this morning as he sat
in the Office, dreaming of what might
have been, for he rather blamed Proyi-
denoe for having failed to place him ON
the supreme bench at 23.
Accidentally his eye rested ON the
polished oak cover of histypewriter in
the corner, and be smiled bitterly at the
associations conjured mp by that imrie
ment of modern correspondence. Well
he remembered q certain morning in
early June when Miss Monroe took it
into her capricious head TO visit him at
his palatial quarters-as he had repre-
sented them to her in order TO keep pace
with the plutocratic Messerschmidt. As
ususal, that worthy was tagging placid
ly at her side.
MIR. Trott shuddered with RETROSPECT
tive horror as he thought of the hideous
catastrophe OF that visit and pictured
the scene before him. There was Alice,
az blooming and richly handsome az q
J~acQueminot rose, radiating delicate
perfume, like the flower itself, which
fairly intoxicated the young lawyer.
The complaisant and phIegmatic Messer-
schmidt near by wore his usual smile of
vacant urbanity, but In his small gray
eyes shone the light OF q demoniacal
triumph, and as he watched Alice sweep
the Office with her keen eyes and gather
in every shabby detail Of the Office, from
the bare floor to the dilapidated desks.
he visibly exulted at the disgust in her
countenance. Then she spoke. She had
just dropped in to pay her respects al
she passed the building. She was de-
lighted to find his quarters SO very com
Portable lookingl Then Messerschmidt
shifted at the atmosphere like o war
horse that scents the aroma of battle
afar. Unerringly those little gray eyes
fastened upon the cover of Mr.. Trott's
typewriter.
"Wha make of typewriter do you
prefer, MIR. Trott?''' asked Mr.. Messer-
schmidt, innocently raising the cover
and disclosing-not q typewriter. but
the meager and unsightiy remains Of
some corned beef and cabbage, DID which
Mr.. Trott had been dining.
That had been i've years ago, and Mr..
Trott had not tasted a dish of corned beef
and cabbage since. The odor OF that
barbarous mixture used thereafter to
make him both sick at tha stomach and
sick at heart-he, who had once been SO
fond of it'll
Messerschmidt married her that fall,
but Mr.. Trott had never called upon
them since the event
n y y
Suddenly he threw his cigar from
him and exclaimed:
Hang it! What do I care?s I'll hunt
her up and call for the sole purpose Of
showing her that
His vehemence. came to an abrupt
stop. He started erect and listened like
q man transfxed to the sound Of a soft,
anxious voice in the other Office that was
inquiring:
SIS this q lawyers officer"
Eyes, madam, |" returned Mr.. Trott's
partner affably. "What can we do for
your"
IT wish to get q divorce" said q
voice, more timidly still and trembling
ON the verge of tears. my husband Is
n wretcfiH- &&a
MIR. Trott interrupted the speech ra-
diant, precipitate, his voice vibrating
with n~nmistakable Joy.
"Alicep' he cried as he opened the
door with a rush.
The young lady rose in establishment
at the figure before her.
is it possible?'' she faltered.
He took her hand and drew her inside
his office with gentle force, leaving his
mystified partner staring speechlessly al
the vacated seat.
What has he been doing to you,
Alice?" cried Mr.. Trott, holding hel
hand and looking as vindictiye as a Cor
sican.
"He's been deserving me- she said.
What, that harmless looking, moor
faced IDIOT
Twas o. horrid, despicable scoun
dreli'' retorted Mrs. Messerschmidt,
with appropriate tact.
And then, while Mr.. Trott listened
and held her hand, she poured forth /
tale OF such h~eartrending cruelty thai
he wept also. faMa
ibid you ever hear anything hkeit
Wilber?'' she asked appealingiy, con
tracing his name as she used to d,
when he had pleased her.
Mr.. Trott replied with an impulsiv'
embrace and an unexpected kiss.
But / am Mrs. Messerschmidtp' sh,
exclaimed In demure alarm, drawing
from him.
, That's sol'' said Mr. Trott soberly
sThe disability will have to be remove
before q prior courtship can be reinstat
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