The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1906-11-02

CORTLAND By her side She kept her
eyes ON the ground. for She meant to
look nc no one and behold nothing till /
be- should aoc-that which she lougcd /
tu look upon
suddenly she was conscious that
they had stopped in the middle Of @ I
vast silence The candles upon the |
great altar throw down golden
lustrc. Joan saw the irregular shin |
Ing of them ON her white bridal dress. |
and wondered that Il should be 30
bright
"Ny brother. the Prince Of Court
lund'" aid the voice OF the Princess |
Margaret
Slowly Joan raised her eyes pride /
and happiness ut war with Kind Of
glorious hamo upon her face
But that one look altered all things
She stood fixed. agha.t. turned 90
stone as she ra2cd She could
neither speak nor think That which
shc saw almost struck her dead with
horror
The man whom his sister introduced
as the Prince OF CORTLAND was not
not the young prince OF the summer
palace. lie was a man much older
moro moagcr Of body grCyhcadcd,
with an odd sldclong expression In his
Dyes. His shoulders were bent and
he carried himself like n man proma.
turcly old.
And there. behind the altar railing.
clad In the scarlet Of prince Of the
church. and wearing the Nitro Of a
/ bishop stood the husband Of her
hearts deep thoughts, the man who
had never been out Of her mind all
/ these weary months lie held
service book IN hls hand, and stood
ready to marry Joan Of Hohonstoin TO
another.
Arc you tho Prince Of Courtland7'
she asked; and at the sound OF her
voice. unwontcdly clear IN the great
church, oven the organ appeared 20
sim itself All listened intontly.
though only a few heard the conyorsa'
/ ton
II have that honor" bowed the man
with the bent shoulders.
Then. as God lives. | will never
marry you" cried Joan, all her soul In
the disgust OF her voice.
BE not disdainful. my lady" said
the bridegroom mildly; Il will be your
humble slave. You shall have a
palace and AN establishment Of your
own. an II like you. The marriage
was your fathers desire. and hath the
sanction Of the emperor II Is as
necessary for your state as for mine"
Then. while the people waited In a
kind OF palpltating uncertainty, the
Princess Margaret whispered to tho
bride. who stood with a face as ashon
pale as her white dress.
We'll" she said finally. ~ will
marry this man, since II is my fate.
Lot tho ceremony proceed"
II thank you, gracious lady" said
the prince, taking her hand and lead.
Ing his bride 20 the altar. you will
never regret H."
NO, but you VIM" mutteroi his
groomsman, Prince Ivan OF Muscoyy.
The full rich tones Of the prince
bishop rose aud fell through the
crowded Minister as Joan OF Hohon.
stein was married to his elder
brother, and with the closing words
OF the episcopal boncdiction an awe
fell upon the multitude. They felt
that they were In the presence OF
great unknown forces, the action and
intoraction OF which might lead no
NAN knew whittier.
At the close Of the service. Joan,
now Princess OF CORTLAND. leaned
over and whispered a word 10 her
captain, Maurice Won Lynur, an action
noticed by few, The young man
started and gazcd into her face; but,
Immediately commanding his emotion
he nodded and disappeared boy a side
door
The great organ swellcd out. The
marriage procession was reformed.
The prince bishop had retired 10 his
sacrlsty 10 change his robes The new
princess Of CORTLAND came down the
aisle on the arm Of her husband.
In the center Of the Minister Place.
the 400 lances Of the Kernsbcrg es.
cort had formed up sorrled mass of
beautiful wellgroomed horses. stal.
wart men, and shining spears, from
each Of which the pennon Of their
mistress nuttered In the light wind.
on the steps Of the Minister. after
they had descended more than half.
way, the new Princess Of CORTLAND
turned upon her lord Her hand
slipped from his arm, which hung a
moment crooked and empty before II
dropped 10 his side. His mouth was
little open with surprise.
Now, my lord sale the Princess
Joan loud and clear. - have married
you The bond Of hcritage-brothor.
hood is FULFILLED. have obeyed my
father 10 the letter. have obeyed the
emperor have done an Now be It
known TO you and 10 all men that !
viii neither live with you nor yet IN
your city I am YOU wife IN name.
You shall never be my husband in
aught else bid you farewell. Prince
Of Courtland Joan Of Hohensteln may
marry whore she is hidden, but she
loves whore she wiz"
The horse upon which she had como
10 the Minister stood waiting. There