Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1888-08-24
Real Romance.

I want to tell you something
heard as I came from Partners the
other night. About forty years ago
a Mrs. Monroe, chIdIess widow
with a large fortune, took a house
in Curzan street for the season, and
wanting a companion, bethought
her Of her niece, Jessie, the eldest
daughter Of a clergyman in Scotland,
young lady only just out. The
girl was written for, came and
proved a great success, for she was
an excellent dancer, exceedingly pref
ty and blessed with a good diges-
ton and consequently with a good
temper. 1t was after the May draw
ingrOom, at which she had been pre-
sented, and at the ball at S. House,
that captain-shau we call him
NemO?-meetingh erfOr thief first time,
fell desperately in love before the end
Of the evening. A few rides in the
early morning by the Serpentine, q
few drums in the Arlington street
or park lane, the opera twice, the
theater once, endless dinners, rOuts
and balls, and then, just at the end
Of the season, he proposed and was
accepted. The lover, having little
money, Mrs. Monroe generously
/ agreed to give her niece an allowance,
and insisted on the marriage taking
/ place in town, instead of upsetting
! the quiet little mause close to the IOch
| on the west coast. So st. James
/ PiccadillY' was filled with the elite to
/ view the ceremony one early
autumn morning, and Miss Jes-
/ sic in orange blossoms and
/ Brussels lace, sat in the old barbaric
| fashion through the long wedding
/ breakfast, afterWard in fiOUnced
/ gown rOund-curtained bonnet, going
with her bridegroom for their honey
moon to the Italian lakes. Captain
! Memo was a sailor, and soon had to
/ start with his ship for a cruise of f1f-
| teen months. 1 think there was a
talk Of his wife joining him, but the
/ station selected was an unhealthy
one, so, after all, she remained in
/ England with her aunt to look after
her. Letters were to be very regular.
and the time would soon pass. When
the letters were all written and re
ceived, and the very last of the fifteen
months had dragged itself away, the
day arrived on which Jessie was to
meet her husband at the railway sta
ton. No one was on the platform
but Mrs. Monroe, looking white and
strange, who gave him a notice to
read, and then took him to his pref
ty little empty house, from which the
inmate had flown only that morning
to Paris. The poor lady Wept, asked
that her carelessness might be for
/ given; she had been duped, deceived
and would never see the Wretched girl
again. Captain Memo was quite gen
tie. Yes, he would try to dine with
/ her that night, and they would talk
over what was best to be done. Then
he went into the morning room,
! where Jessie s miniature still hung on
the wall, and an hour afterWard, when
they went to call him, he was found
dead with a bullet through his heart,
clasping her portrait and her cruel
letter in his cold fingers. There being
no World or Truth in those DAYS,
the scandal was quietly hushed up.
After time Mrs. Memo appeared
again in London, but none Of her old
/ friends noticed her, and her own peO-
pie sternly cast her of. Mrs.
Monroe answered no appeal and for
mally refused any communication,
and finally when she died left not a
penny of her fortune to the erring
niece who had so grossly deceived
her. So year after year came and
went, and matters grew from bad to
worse. A woman educated so long
ago was not so likely to be able to
help herself as is the GirtOn trained
girl of the day, with her practical
common sense, and it became more
difficult for her to keep her head
above water Within the past ten
years she has found occupation, how
ever, and if you like to come with me
some afternoon lean shOwyOu where
q small spare woman in neat bonnet
and shawl, with fine China-blue eyes
and int-White hair, diligently sweeps
q crossing in the very heart Of her
old neighbOrhOOd, which small
woman is Mrs. MOnrOe's niece, the
girl who was presented to the queen,
who danced at S, house, who was
married at st. James, Piccadilly,
and had an italian honeymoon.
+ She refuses all help now from any
one.
Changes in the Planet Mars.
From the London Athen@um.