Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1904-09-28
HOW HE WENT
CUNNING
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A belle usually becomes such rather
on account Of her talent for social
politics" to use a coined expression,
than her beauty. Irene Whittemore Of
New York was not only an adept in
those artificial ways which 60 to make
q woman a social success, but she was
very beautiful woman. Her smile
was irresistible, especially as it showed
q superb set Of teeth. Many a woman,
obliged to repress her own smile RAJ tn
er than reveal discolored or repaired
teeth, envied Miss Whittemore her thor
ough abandonment to mirth, which re-
vealed an additional beauty.
Miss Whittemore, being comparative
~ poor, had no choice between aban-
doning society and marrying rich
man. Anderson Asche, possessed Of
$4,000 year, fell in love with her.
was accepted, and they were married.
All went we'll till one autumn day
shortly before Mr.. Asche was about
to go cunning for woodcock a note
which his wife had neglected to send
lay unsealed on her dressing case. 1t
was addressed to DR.. Bachrach,
whose name the husband had never
heard bis wife mention, the family
physician being DR.. Fairchild. Asche
became suspicious and, slipping the
letter from the envelope, read:
Ny husband koes 20 his shooting club
on Thursday. Come Friday afternoon at
! o'clock. 1 will watch for you and let
you in. Remember that any slip would
ruin me.
AS there was no street and number
on the envelope, Asche concluded that
his wife intended sending it by conf
dental messenger. Putting the note
back into it's envelope. he replaced it
on the dressing case and left the room.
Thinking that his wife might desire
the services Of a physician without his
knowledge, he looked through direc-
tory and discovered that there was no
DR.. Bachrach in the city, Then he
gave up all hope as to the innocence of
the designation.
Il have decided" he said to his wife
that evening at dinner, mot to go
shooting till Friday afternoon"
"Indeed?" said his wife carelessly
"And if l don't find the game in
abundance l shall return Saturday
morning. l can find out all abo"t it as
soon as l get to the club. If there is
anything you wish to do without me.
you had better attend to it on Friday
night
''There is no social matter that
think Of. shall take advantage of
your absence to get good rest"
Asche expected that his wife would
change her designation to Friday night,
and he was not disappointed. When
DR.. Bachrach stepped from a carriage
before the Asche residence, Mr.. Asche
was on the opposite side Of the street
watching for him. A friend whom the
injured husband had taken into his
confidence stepped up to DR.. Bachrach
and informed him that Mrs. Asche de-
sired the doctor to submit himself to
his guidance and he would take him
to place where she awaited him and
where she could receive him with less
risk. Without waiting for DR.. Bach
rach's consent, the friend pushed him
into another carriage, got in himself,
and the coachman, who had been pre-
viously instructed, drove away. Asche
preceded them in another carriage.
In a few minutes Asche's carriage
stopped at house, which he entered,
on1 1irootlv q ftorxvor6 tho fr;on1 op1
DR.. Bachrach entered after him. When
the two latter stepped into a room on
the second floor, Asche was standing
before a fireplace ready to receive
them. There was a look on his face
that meant death, and DR.. Bachrach
saw at once that he had been trapped.
"Sir," said Asche, my wife's cor
respondence with you has fallen into
my hands. You have wrecked my life.
Either you or shall not go out of this
room alive"
"What'-
"Silence! You shall have the same
chance for your life as l. You shall be
represented by friend"
"But''-
"Silence, l say! There are writing
materials in that secretary. Go there
and write to friend simply that you
desire him to come to you at once, and
l will see that your note is delivered"
"Will you'-
"Do as l bid you," Numbered Asche,
''and do not tempt me to kill you in
way that will be considered murder"
IF you will only listen. IT,
Il will not listen. Write for your
friend. Then we will settle which, if
either, Of us is to live"
Asche stood pointing to the desk, and
Bachrach, despairing Of hearing, went
there and wrote something on a piece
Of paper.
Examine it, Higbee," said Asche
Remember, he shall write nothing but
a simple request for friend to come to
him."
Higbee took the paper and read it. A
singular expression stole over his face.
"Well," queried Asche, what is itY'
"A fool blunder."
"What do you mean?"
Higbee handed him the paper
I am Philadelphia dentist and made
IN appointment with Mrs. Ashe to re-
place her teeth, which I made her some
years ago. with new set. I have always
heard New York is a wicked city, but I
didr't expect to be murdered here.
Asche looked up from the paper to
see the dentist standing in a humble