Connecticut western news., 1895-05-09
SHE MARRIED BOTH.

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 MT. Wilberforce Trott, lawyer, of the firm of Lunkenstein & Trott, was the 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 poem in hard wood and stucco, but its spick and span oleanli- ness denoted it's newness. In fact, MT. Trott had not always occupied quarters like these Indeed as he sat in his rotary chair, puff1ng the smoke from Colorado maduro with sultanio air of hmitless wealth, MT. Trott's elegant surround ings bore the gloss of 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 ap- parel. But the fact remains that MT. Trott a week before had been strug- gling young attorney with an 1nchoate practice and an unreliable sequence as
 
 to meals.
 As there are no such things as fairy wands to change hungry lawyers into we'll be admitted-Mr. Trott had hit the races. The $10, 900 retainer from a delightfully."- mysterious corporation in the west, which he assured his friends was the basis of his new magnifoenoe, was in reality a 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 MT. Trott was by no means a ''sport." 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 ut work with his books directly concerns our interest in this lucky youth, for MT. Trotts thoughts were floating back over five long years of professional vioissi- 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 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 in the way of theater tickets, balls and bouquets, but pouted for more. All of these things had been the despair of poor, young MT. 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. To render the situation even more poignant she repeatedly declared that the man she married W ould have to have money. In her heartless opinion love in cot tage was unqualified bosh. Often he had | 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, for her sweet sake, he had hired yellow l cart and large black horse with a stride like the course of empire, whose tan colored harness was the swellest thing that graced the Clifton drives on that day. The swellest? Alas, mol There was one rig that excelled that of Mir. Trott, even as the white glory of the diamond excels the dull gray of tho to- paz. And in that rig sat the bete noi1 of Mr. Trott-the one being on earth whom he hated with the cheerful, cor. dial hate of lover for rival.
 The name of this party was Messer- schmidt, 8 cool, imperturbable gentle man, the unrufled impotence of whose small, steady eyes had taken MT. Trott's measure on the night that they had first met in Miss Monroe's parlor and were ever since noting the details of MT. Trott's suit with stolid Teutonic amusement that betokened their owners confidence in his own supremacy. As g rival MT. Messerschmidt was indeed pc culiarly dangerous in the possession o1 gigantic soap factory, inherited from 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 it's founder death, for the plant had undergone tht mysterious process known only to tn, subtle promoter who capitalizes smal enterprise into 8 colossal one by tn, hocus poous of the "street. !"
 Never in his life had MT. Trot claimed the society of the caprioiou Miss Monroe on one of those bright aft ernoons but what MT. Messerschmid could be seen in his gorgeous turnout , riding insolently alongside or else talk ing the road in 8 manner even more in solent just in front. This gentleman
 presence was not only obtruded upol
 them at these times, but he seemed t
 divine by diabolical instinct just whel
 and where to find them together. If MT
 Trott took Miss Monroe to the theater the other party invariably had sea
 nearby which he would change for on 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 c
 insanity. When he took Miss Monroe t
 the Art museum-a favorite ruse of hi
 to get her away from possible intruder his ubiquitous rival was there alsc . suave, calm, entertaining, agonizingi
 Just why Miss Monroe tolerated thi
 insidious parsonage had been more tha
 Mir Trott could understand. She aver
 red that he bored her, and that she WE disgusted with his social stupidity, bu Mr. Trott noticed that she displayed fa , more cordiality toward him than ws consistent with these assertions. Havin the temerity to tax her with this pa , pablo fact one evening, she petulantl admitted that the only obstacles that la between her and the omnipotent Messel
 schmidt was his name and his business
 She did not fancy becoming queen
 society under the title of soap factor
 that had to have it's works extended
 order to make room for the name on tE
 buildings. She would much ratht }. l marry the man who had become tt