River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1890-01-23

She rang the bell violently, lLerc was
no response. She rang it again; still
there was no answer. She was about 10
pull it third time. when hand was
placed on her shoulder. She turned
round Indignantly.
What do you mean, sir?" she said to
the person who had taken the liberty.
Il mean, ma'am," replied the fellow
with mock Difference, that the old man
has bolted. He got wind that we were
on his track, and cut his stick. 1t was
mean of him TO save his own skin and
leave YOU"
Leave mel" exclaimed Mrs. Truccle.
81 don't understand you"
Il mean, ma am" said the man. that
the cove you call your husband has
bolted. but that you won't get the
chance of doing the same. / arrest you
for obtaining from Messrs. Clinker &
Co., bankers, possession of Mrs. True
cle's jewels by means of forged letter.
Mrs. Truccle stood dunlfounded for a
moment or two.
do you know. sir, "she then said, that
/ myself am Mrs. Truccle?"
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know that you have been passing your
self of as her, and that you've con-
trived to swindle good many folks in
that way. You'd better come along
quietly now that the game is up"
But am Mrs. Truccle!' cried the
poor lady, desperately.
NOW, there's no use making a dis
turbance. We know what we're about.
Mrs. Truccle is at Hastings"
''But / came up from there this morn
ingi" pleaded Mrs. Truccle,
.'AI right" replied the detective.
You can tell the magistrate that, but,
meanwhile, you must come along with
me-"
Il shall be disgraced for life," sobbed
Mrs. Truccle.
Every likely-not to say imprisoned"
replied the callous constable.
And before Mrs. Truccle knew what
was happening she was hurried back to
the cab she had just left and driven off
to Grape Street police court. There, in
spite of all her remonstrance, she was
placed in cell among number of wom-
en- of queer character and queerer
the charge against her, and by the time
she was brought into court the poor
lady was 40 overcome that she could
not scarcely speak.
The detective stated the charge
against her-that she and another per-
son not in custody, by falsely represent
ing themselves 20 be Mr.. and Mrs. Eus-
tace Burke. had got themselves APP
pointed caretakers of Mrs. Truccle's
town residence, and that while there
they did. by means of forged order,
purporting to be written by Mrs. Truccle,
induce Messrs. Clinker & Co., her bank
ers, to send her jewels 10 the house,
where they made away with them. The
detective pledged himself TO prove
not only his charge, but quite
multitude of others, nearly as grave.
Among these latter were several bad
ca SEES of defrauding tradesmen and Jew
elers, and by representing herself to he
Mrs. Truccle, and getting them to for
ward valuable goods to the house for
approval, none of which goods were ever
returned. There were also charges of
obtaining money from numbers of pub
lie persons-from the Marquis of Goose
berry down-by means of begging let
tiers. In conclusion, the detective asked
the magistrate for days remand until
he could collect his witnesses and COM
municate with Mrs. Truccle, who, he
understood, was at present living at
Hastings.
Certainly, sergeant" replied the
magistrate demanded till to-mor-
row"
But. sir" cried Mrs. Truccle desper-
ately, Il am Mrs. Truccle!"
what does she say?" asked the mag
istrate.
''Sne avs she is Mrs. Truccle, Jour
worship" answered the detective.
is she quite right in the head?"
asked the magistrate.
II don't know, your worship, replied
the detective, obviously. But she has
kept on saying the same thing ever since
/ arrested her."
II think the doctor had perhaps better
see her"
but, sir, for goodness sake-"cried
Mrs. Truccle.
Remove her at oncel" said the mag
istrate.
Mrs. Truccle was just being carried of
screaming when Mr.. Guiles rushed into
court. Reaching his office, and finding
that his client had gone alone to her
house, he followed her. She had, how
ever, by that time been arrested and
taken off to Grape street. When, after
some difficulty, Mr. Guiles discovered
this. he followed post haste to explain
the blunder
Mrs. Truccle was liberated, of course,
with many apologies; but her jewels,
and the rogues who stole them, have
been seen no more. 1t turned out that
they were a pair of well-known sharpers
and begging letter-writers, for whom
the police had been on the lookout for
some time. The real Eustace Burke,
Mrs. Truccle has since been disguised to
discover, is penniless drunkard, who,
after spending all he possessed, now
lives on a small pension which Lord
Grabmore allows him on condition that
he never comes TO England.-London
Truth.