Fort Worth gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1891-1898, 1895-08-29

scene are Forever Impressed ON my mem
DRY. Ishall make no attempt to describe
either, hut could both be put on the
stage with the audience in possession Of
a full knowledge of the enterprise we
were embarked in there would DO seen
a picture Of human life such as the nov
elist or playwright never had tho imag'
ination or the daring to depict. To the
earnest student Of human life it would
have been revelation.
There we We're, three earnest, ambi-
tious young men, enthusiastic for all
that was good and noble about towed
pure souled woman, who thought me
an angel of goodness, and about to fly
with my plumber and bride to Mexico.
My two companions were returning to
London to continue carrying out giant
scheme of fraud against a great money
institution, but there we We're with
500, 900 ut our feet, sitting under the
stars listening TO the dash Of tho waves
and talking not at all like pirates and
robbers, but much more like crusaders
setting out ON crusade or like pill
grims going ON pilgrimage.
/ told my friends should go to the
City Of Mexico for year or two and
then meet them somewhere in America,
where we would unite our wealth to
inaugurate some scheme that would
benefit thousands in our own generation
and millions in the generations TO come,
We would hedge ourselves about with
kindly deeds, so live as to win the re
spect of all, and when under the sod
live in the eyes and mouths Of men.
Too soon the whistle sounded, aud we
had to say goodby, which we did in an
enthusiasm that told how We felt We
We're walking in the Primrose Way; its
flowers aud songs were sweet. We knew
it not, but it was fast leading US into q
chilling gloom in whose deadly blight
the flowers were all to wither and the
siren songs to be flushed and still.
again arrived ia Paris at daylight,
but carly as il was my sweetheart, os-
corted by my servant, was waiting my
arrival. 1t was our wedding morning.
During our drive to the hotel, radiant
with JOY she told me the separation had
been cruel one and she was so happy
to know we should never be separated
again
At 4 O'Clock that afternoon We were
married at the American embassy.
My purpose was to snil by the Lopez
&c Co. steamer FL Rey Felipe, from
Cadiz to Mexico, which was advertised
to sail ten days later.
We were married very quietly on Fri
day, and our friends, wisely recognizing
the fact that young married people like
to be alone, tho next day said goodby
and returned to Brittany. We spent
quiet and happy Saturday and Sunday,
and ON Sunday night we left-my wife,
servant and self-fur Cadiz, via Madrid.
My wife, like all English people, knew
little of geography, AID had such hay
notions of America that she thought it
quite the thing 10 go to such an outland-
ish and faroR quarter of the globe as
America via u Spanish port. Columbus
had gone that way, and why should not
we?
We had an all night ride to Bayonne
in one OF those Anticipated compartments
used in railway carriages ali over Eu-
rope, but tho ride was not tedious or
the night long This little earth had no
happier couple, and talking Of the happy
years that lay before us the night rush
ed by like fairy dream.
Where was my conscience? Why, my
dear reader, had sung it such song
that it was delighted with the music,
and had, | was going to say, gone to
sleep, but it had not. 1t was wide
awake, and we were good chums. We
both-consciance and I--had persuaded
ourselves it was virtuous decd to do
evil that good might come. NV con-
science was perhaps as old as the sun,
but myself was young and too mex
periencod to see the fallacy Of the argu-
ment, since l myself was the doer Of the
wrong, but Of course should have hot.
lydenounced any other such philosopher
as villain and rogue.
The night flew by, and to our SUNRISE
wo found 240 miles had slipped awav
and We were in Bayonne. Thirty min.
utos more, and we were speeding south
and soon crossed the Bidassoa, the
boundary between France and Spain.
Then my vito, saying, "Now l will
sleep, lay her head ON the shoulder Of
tho hHppiest man in or out of Spain
and in ten minutes her regular breath.
ing told mo she was in the land Of
dreams
Tho Pyrenees, in dividing France
and spain, stand between two distinct
peoples, and as tho centuries 20 by tho
streams of national life meet, but only
to repel each other, mover to minule In