Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1894-10-04
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but even the whole University OF Cam
bridge had been thrown into quite a
whirl of emotion by the marriage of
Henry Warlng and Grace Selwyn, the
most unexpected ever eoncocted in
heaven or on earth.
A senior wrangler and a fellow OF
his college. who at twenty-Six, eats,
drinks, and sleeps mathematics, be-
sides being possessed Of other devour-
ing passions for certain of the minor
sciences, does not seem very tit sub
ject for matrimony with its petty fol
lies and cares
If one is, besides. the son of cynic
and book worm, who loathed and es-
chewed the sex with bitter reason, and
whose own practical knowledge had
been gained chiefly through the classics
and the bedmakers, the one OF which
appeals but little to ones sense OF
! propriety, the other still less to ones
| fleshy sense, the prospect of domestic
and patriarchal career must seem as
/ remote as 1t is undesirable.
And yet Henry Waring found him
self, to his constant and increasing
bewilderment, embarked on one almost
before he altogether knew where he
was.
The year previous to his marriage
he had suffered a good deal from
ennui. A fayorite theory in geology
over which he had peered himself
half blind, was suddenly exploded
without hope of reconstruction. He
felt rather lost and d.strait, and cast
about for some tangible solid brain
work.
But to pass the time until the fresh
inspiration came on, he took to pro
pounding stray problems, through
the press-launching them broadcast
over the land, Strange to say, he got
answers, and by the score. A good
many more mute inglorious Solons"
infest our villages than we have any
notion Of
Mr.. Waring groaned in spirit and
mourned over the depravity of the
race as ne read their eplstles, and
drew farther back than ever into his
shell. If the average man and woman
without the academical walls resem-
bled these productions, the less one
had to do with them the better, he
very reasonably reflected.
After this had been going on for the
space of three months he came, one
morning, down to breakfast. He felt
very sick at heart; his pupils seemed
so amazingly fun of enthusiasm for
minor concerns, and absolutely lacking
in II for the one thing needful that
he was cut to the quick and moved
to much gentle wrath And then these
lettersl They were fast becoming his
Nemesis. He ate his breakfast and
watched with unwonted pleasure some
dust notes dancing In sunbeam. and
raising his eyes to follow the n, they
unconsciously strayed farther out into
the college quad, where the dew was
still sparkling on every grass blade,
and shimmeriug on every flower
Mr.. Waring felt quite cheerful and
revived as he pushed away his plate
and cup and began to open his letters.
Letter after letter was laid down,
spasm of pain passing each time across
his face. and more than once an audi
BILE groan escaped him.
At last he picked UP letter gingerly,
as he handled all this variety of cor
respondence--th village mathenlad-
clan being an unclean beast-brt this
letter seemed somehow different, he
turned It over with growing interest,
and even took the pains to examine the
postmaik. then he opened II and found
a quite different production from any he
had vet received.
First on opening it a curious inden-
mite scent struck on his nostrilS. He
shifted II up perplexedly; some queer
old memories began to stir in him
and he paused moment to try and
classify them, but he could not, so ne
set himself to examine the contents o.
the missiye.
The answer given to his problem
was accurate and the accompanying re-
marks clear. strong. and to the point,
written IN wepan's hand and signed