The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1894-09-26
SHE MARRIED BOTH.

Mr.. Wilberforce Trott, lawyer, of the
firm of Lunkenstein & Trott, was the
picture of prosperity and contentment,
sitting in his office i'll the most lux
uriantly appointed Office building in
town. His private Office, where we find
him, was poem in hard wood and
stucco but its spick and span cleanli-
ness denoted its newness. In fact, Mr..
Trott had not always occupied quarters
like these. Indeed as he sat in his rotary
chair, putting the smoke from Colorado
maduro with a sultanic air of limitless
wealth, Mr.. Trott's elegant surround
ings bore the gloss of a weeks existence
and not 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 APP
parel But the fact remains that Mr..
Trott week before had been strug-
Cling young attorney with an inchoate
practice and an unreliable sequence as
to meals.
As there are no such things as fairy
wands to change hungry lawyers into
well fed barristers, the truth may as
we'll be admitted-Mr Trott had hit
the races. The $40, 900 retainer from a
delightfully."- mysterious corporation in
the west, which he assured his friends
was the basis of his new magnificence,
was in reality winning of that amount
ON cluster horses upon whose combined
speed he had made bet after the man.
ner current among the poolrooms. For
all this Mr.. Trott was by no means q
.ssport. " He was unquestionably q
young man of talent who would be
heard from one of these days, and who
knew what it meant to "toil terribly. +"
The reason that we do not find him
at work with his books directly concerns
our interest i'll this lucky youth, for Mr.
Trott's 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 face of dark, healthy
beauty, surmounted by curling locks as
black as the tender eyes whose depths
he had once celebrated in feeble quat.
rain, with the opinion that they rivaled
the glories of starlit night. He had
truly been desperately i'll love with
Alice Monroe, fact that had been full
ly appreciated by that dainty little DIES.
pot, who not only accepted all his at
tentions in the way of theater tickets,
balls and bouquets, but pouted for more.
All of these things had been the despair
of poor, young Mr. Trott, who won
dered how he was ever to marry girl
whose trivial expenses per week exceed,
ed his income at the bar per month. Tt
render the situation even more poignant
she repeatedly declared that the mar
she married ould have to have money.
In her heartless opinion love i'll cot
tage was unqualified bosh. Often he hat
exclaimed to the four walls of his dingy
room:
''She is vain, Haunting, extravagant
and unworthy an honest fellows toll. >
On every fine Sunday afternoon, fol
her sweet sake, he had hired yellow
cart and a large black horse with 6
stride like the course of empire, whose
tan colored harness was the SWEETEST
thing that graced the Clifton drives OF
that day. The SWEETEST? Alas, mol There
was one rig that excelled that of Mr..
Trott even as the white glory Of the
diamond excels the dull gray of the to-
paz. And in that rig sat the bette noil
of Mr. Trott-the one being ON eartI
whom he hated with the cheerful, cor
dial hate of lover for rival.
The name of this party was Messer'
schmidt, cool, imperturbable gentle
man, the unruffied impudence of whose
small, steady eyes had taken Mr.. Trott's
measure ON the night that they had first
met in Miss Monroe's parlor and were
ever since noting the details Of Mr..
Trott's suit with stolid Teutonit
amusement that betokened their owners
confidence in his own supremacy. As 9
rival Mr.. Messerschmidt was indeed pc
culiarly dangerous in the possession OF
a gigantic soap factory, inherited from
q simple minded parent who would
have turned in his grave with astonish
ment had he seen what his son had done
for the old concern since its founders
death, for the plant had undergone the
mysterious process known only to the
subtle promoter who capitalizes small
enterprise into a colossal one by the
hocus pocus of the 'street. s"
Never in his life had Mr.. Trott
claimed the society Of the capriciouf
Miss Monroe on one of those bright aft
ernoons but what Mr.. Messerschniidt
could be seen in his gorgeous turnout
riding insolently alongside or else tax
ing the road in manner even more in
solent just in front. This gentleman
presence was not only obtruded upon
them at these times, but he seemed tc
divine by diabolical instinct just when
and where to find them together. If Mr..
Trott took Miss Monroe to the theater,
TIE other party invariably had seal
nearby which he would change for one
Immediately next to the couple and en-
gage them in conversation with mild,
insinuating assurance that used to irri
tate the young lawyer to the point o.
insanity. When he took Miss Monroe tx
the Art museums favorite ruse of his