Norwalk gazette, Friday, February 14, 1896 · page 10

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

WHY I AM HAPPY.

“Dear. Torn is dead, please come to-nlghtl"
Bho'telegraphed. With keen delight
I read the message.
Bases. for consolation meant,
I sent, but Oh! with what content,
,I paid expressage.

- Don't think me heartless, till you know
Death has relieved me of a toe.
Tom was my rival.
When he began to pine away, .i
I scarcely was the one to pray
For his survival.

 

He's hated me since first We met.
He was a most pronounced brunette,
While I am fair.
He was more favored of the two;
0! soft caresses very few.
Fell to my share.

t now he’s dead, I feel no spite,
:IBhope his harp is tuned all right,
His robe a fit, his halo bright
With gems galore.
And just this once do I confess
The reason of my happiness-—
Because on earth there’s one eat less,

«I even one more.
In I e —M. T. Hart, in Life.

 

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CHOLLY’S STORY.

 

It was too warm an evening, even for
a smoking concert, Cholly said, as he
game out of. his room attired all 111
white. looking a perfect picture of
manly beauty. ‘Cholly was a blonde
specimen of the male sex, blue-eyed,
golden-haired: a stnlwart- representa-
tive of the Saxon typo. He was 27, well
placed as regards this world’s wealth
:ind position. Life to hint—thanks to
old Egcrton Bailey, his late father——
was a pleasant pastime, the world a
charmed play place. wheregirlswor-
uhiped him and men voted him . a
trump. So much for Cholly, debonair,
kind-hearted and handsome, who had
traveled the world over making friends
wherever he went.

Cholly's prediction that it. was too
warm even for a smoking concert on
this particular evening was verified by
the slim attendance there on hisnrrival.
Only eight men out of 30 expected
found their way to the usual rendez-
vous. By general agreement the music
was banished, coats discarded, negligcc
attitudes assumed and the eight men
amused tl'iemsclves by relating unec-
dotes and personal experiences.

“By the we y, (.‘hollv,” at. last afriend
said to the blondo Adonis, who, sprawled
on a sofa, was listening quietly to the
conversation, “you‘ic very silent to-
night, you’ve just. arrived from the
west, too. Come, haven’t you some
blood-curdling tale to tell us of western
atrocities, cowboys ‘breaks’ or out»
rages? These fellows‘ stories are stale.
We require something spicy to stir
us up a night like this."

“Well, I did have an .dventure, but
its recital won't be spicy, Tracy; I don’t
think it will be the style you care for.”

“Out with it! Out with iii!” seven
voices simultaneously exclaimed. “Is
it a Christian Endeavor story, Cholly?”
asked Tracy. “You do look awful sol-
emu."

“No, it’s a Sunday-school tale,” said
Andy Vicars. a. very young man with
a new mustache and a. draw]. .,

“All. right,” said Cholly,'quietly. “If
you fellows don‘t be quiet, I won't tell
11‘.” .
“Go on, Cholly, don’t mind the
calves,” gruntcd old Maj. Poole. “Tell
us yourstory, man.”

“It will interest you, major; doubt-
less you rcmcmbcr the. Donovans, of
l.imcrick——-prcttyKate, they called one
of them. I met them in Dublin.”

“Do I remember her? May me eys
fall out of me head if I ever see her likes
again-«eyes like violets, hair like ink
:1 ad a. skin like peaches and cream. And
a figgcr! God bless you, boys, she had
:1 figgcr like a goddess. She could ride
cross country like Er bird. Never saw
such a. rider before nor since. But,
Cholly, me boy, I thought you were
‘gone' in that direction. 011, the pair
you’d have made.”

Cholly blushed scarlet, the company
exchanged glances. “Seems to me,"
said Andy Vicars, “that the major’s
telling this story. G0 on, Cholly, hold
the platform." So Cholly cleared his
throat (as Andy said- aftcrward he
seemed mightily upset by the major’s
remarks), wiped, the perspiration from
his shed face, and began:

”You see, fellows, my story will have
to consist of two parts, the introduction
and the sequel. It begins in Ireland
four years ago and ends in Canada four
days ago. It was in Dublin that I first
met Miss Kate Donovan, of Limerick.
She was :1 stunner, as the major says,
the best cross-country rider I ever saw.
She was as poor as a church mouse and
us proud as Lucifer. She was an or-
phan, had been brought up by her uncle,
old Peter Donovan; he had three
daughters of his own, but none. of them
could hold a candle to Miss Kate herself.
From what I saw during the time I was
in Dublin, I don’t think the trio cared
much for pretty Kate; they were jeal-
ous of her, and took pains to show it in
many petty ways, particularly when
Capt. Gordon, who was considered a
matrimonial catch, appeared on the
scene and devoted himself to Kate.”

“Capt. Rupert Gordon, of the 47th?”
queried Maj. Ifoole.

“The very same, a dark beggar, with
a bad mouth and lots of money.

 

“Well, he was the man that set all the
Dublin girls wild. They literally lion- ,
izcd him. He was douce enough there. I
He was asked everywhere, and old Peter
Donovan was mad enough when he
asked him for his niece, and not for one 3
of his daughters. They said the three '
girls never spoke to Kate for weeks.

“Poor Kate, she hardly knew what to
do; she was very unhappy—she told me l
all about it one evening at a dance. I
She had a devil of a life in her uncle’s j
house, and Gordon seemed very fond of l
her. She didn’t know what he really i
was; neither did I, or I could have 5
warned her. '

They were married in .
September; in November Gordon took

her to the Riviera. after the honeymoon ]
was over; a fellow who met them there i
told me that Raw-that is. Mrs. Gordon i
-—looked miserably unhappy, and peo-

ple said Gordon ill-treated her. How~ '

ever that may be, she did not stay with

, such an audience.
. he muttered. They were a set of hard-
heartcd, cold, cynical men, and he,

_ “.4... mg”...

him very long. One day a. woman ap-
peared. at the hotel where they were
staying; she was a gaudily-attired spec-
imen, not overcultured. She registered
as Mrs. Capt. Gordon, and forced her-
self into the. Gordon private rooms.
Garden hadn’t sword to say; he owned
up that he had married her five years
before somewhere, where his regiment
was stationed ;~ I forget where. There
was a terrible scene, which ended by
Kate leaving the hotel.
where she went. My friend,.an Eng-
lishman, who told me just what I have
told you, tried to follow her and offered
to do what he could for her in a mone-
tary way. He was a gentleman, and
meant well by her. She refused all of-
fers of assistance, and disappeared as
if the Mediterranean had swallowed her
up. He heard of her again at Mar-
seilles; she had been singing in a cafe
there; she alWays had a passable voice,
and played the banjo well. Poor Kate,
her pride was dragged in the dust, her
heart was broken."

Cholly paused to wipe the perspira-
tion from his face and take a few sips
from a tumbler beside him. The old
major, for a wonder, kept silence, from
time to time shaking his head sorrow-
fully. -

“I suppose that is the first part of the.

story," broke in Andy Vicars. ‘.‘It is
deuced sad; hope the little girl got-
back to her uncle."

“Uncle!” growled Maj. Poole. “Poor
child, he didn’t want her. He was a
cruel-hearted, mean oldscoundrel, was
Peter Donovan; he never treated the
girl right. when he had her."

Cholly nodded his head affirmatively
to Maj. Poole‘s assert-ion, and continued
his story:

“This all happened four years ago:
no One heard anything during that time
of pretty Kate Donovan, for you see
she wasn’t Mrs. Gordon, after all. An
aunt of hers did have the grace to
write to me making inquiries; she had
heard that Kate. was in the United
States, in a place called Pennsylvania,
and would I make inquiries, as I lived.
no doubt. near there ‘3 You know, these
old country people, as they call them-
selves, think that the United States are
about as large as an English colony.”

“Do I know it “I" interrupted the
major. “Why, a lady in London once
asked me to personally deliver a small
parcel of china to her daughter, because
I lived in New York, near where. her
daughter was settled. I took the par-
cel, thinking to see the address of some
street here. \Vhere do you think the
fair creature lived?" ,

“New Jersey?” hazarded Vic'ars.’

“Maine ‘2” queried another.

“No!” roared the major; “Idaho!”

“Guess you didn’t accept the commis-
sion, major,” said Cholly.

' “Well, no. I relieved my mind by
reciting sundry words not in chbster’s
dictionary. Go on, my boy. Tell us
all ybu know of pretty Kate Donovan."

“I came through Canada on my way
from the west, a few days ago,” con.
tinued Cholly. “We changed cars at a
place not far from Toronto, and'had
some hours to wait for connection.
Strolling around, I came to a place
where a circus was. in full :swing.

Double tent, side shows, all complete;

Consulting my watch, I found I had
time to see the performance. An Eng-
lish steeplechase was advertised as
the chief attraction. It had just com-
menced when I took my seat in the
first row close to the ring. I can hard-

. 1y tell you my feelings when I recog-

nized the first lady rider who'entered--
it was Kate Donovan.”

“Good heavens!” ejaculated the ma~
jor. “Come to that?”

“Yes, it was Kate. Graceful, lithe,
nervy as ever, looking like a. queen
among those painted judys and rough
men.”

“How could you sit there and see it?”
groaned Maj. Poole.

“I hadn’t to sit long. I recognized
her instantly—and, poor girl, she saw
me.” '

“Knew you?" gasped the major.

“Yes, she turned pale unded the hor-
rible paint and rouge she was daubed
with; somehow she seemed to lose her
nerve all of a 'suddcn. The- horse, a
vicious black beast, swerved to one side
suddenly—major——fcllows, I cannot tell
it. It was too horrible.”

“Kate Donovan to lose her nerve on
horseback? I cannot creditit,” said
the major, in an awed tone.

“I was in the ring and by her side in
a. moment,” Cholly continued, not no.
ticing the major’s interruption. “She
knew me, poor girl, when her eyes
opened for the first time. She died with
her hands tightly clasped in mine."

“Did she sa-ay anything?” asked
Andy Vice-rs; “did she tell you any;
thing?” '

“If she did, you’re not the one I’d re-
peat it to," said Cholly, fiercely. “The

last words of a. poor dying girl are hard- '

ly club talk, [not if I know it.” .
So saying, Cholly seized his coat and
strode angrily from the room.

The other men looked at each other. .w

significantly. ‘

“He’s hithard,”saidthe major; “poor
fellow. If you had seen Kate you'd not.
.blame him. I always thought he liked
her.” .

And Cholly, as he strode along the

. street homeward, cursed his own folly
. in telling the story of pretty Kate to

“As if they cared,"

Cholly, was a fool for telling the story.
Somehow, he had never realized before
that he had cherished an ideal for the
past four years, and that ideal was
the woman who but a few days before
had died in his arms. Tell that idiot
Vicars what she said? Cholly'smiled
grlmly as the thought struck him, for
only he knew what those last words
had been. They echoed in his ears
even now in the din and noise of the
New York evening.

"Cholly—dear—dear—Cholly."

If she had only said them four years
ago, he thought miserably, as he shoved
the key into the latch of his home door.
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