Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1910-03-04

glanced at her future husband with in
difference, although he could see by her
manner that she was pleasantly sur
prised at his appearance.
The duke examined her carefully, and
with much curiosity She was evidently
a lady, tastefully yet simply dressed.
He began to wish that she would re-
move her veil and allow him to see her
face.
1t was not until after the ceremony
that his wish was gratified. And as he
caught glimpse of her cold, beautiful
features he wondered vaguely where he
had seen the lady before. Then some
ON requested him TO sign the registers
documents, and his attention was taken
away When he looked up again the
duchess was driving away, and one of
the stTangest ceremonies ever enacted
had come to an end
All of a sudden he remembered A
vivid recollection of society scandal,
and a photograph, and the mystery of
his brides personality was a mystery to
him no longer. And as the truth dawned
upon him he staggered back as if Re had
been struck. His brain was reeling. He
had been tricked:
He whipped sharply round to where
the solicitor was bending over a table,
signing some papers.
"You are lying blackguard That
woman is not named Templeton at all /!
She is Marie Tiernay, the adventures,
about whom all the world was talking a
year ago-one of the most INSCRIPTIONS
women who ever trod the earth! You
have tricked me nicely, you cur-you
dog!"
"Come, come" the solicitor replied,
soothingly. THE thing is done now 1t
will make no difference to you. You
need never set eyes on the woman
again"
But she bears my name! She is the
Duchess of Fencaster! That woman!
Don't you see? The name is disgraced
forever The honor is gone-the honor
| / kept unsoiled all these miserable
months would rather cut off my
hand-.nay, rather give my life-than
share my name with hertz
well, what do you want me to do? -
the rascal asked, sareastically.
| ''Annul the marriage, of counsel"
| The solicitor broke into low, sheer
ing laugh and the clerk grinned.
'ImpossibIe!" was the reply. "The
thing cannot be DONE unless You can
,rnvc that rOu are insaHe. And you
Iaren't that, although | must say you
are behaving rather like fool Just
now. Take your money, and let your
honor go to the devil!'
The haunting words goaded the duke
into frenzy, and his fist shot out with
! such a smashing force that the rascally
lawyer was knocked fiat on his back
with broken jaw.
4 Without another word the maddened
duke hurried away He realized that
it would he useless to attempt to annu
a marriage contracted under such cir
leumstances. As he strobe toward his
hotel he knew that the step was ire
vocable
When he reached his room he did q
curious thing. He destroyed every pa
per and document that he could lay
/ hands on. and then sat down to write
on a sheet of paper the following words
Il am an impostor. | have lived II
London as the Duke of Feneaster. anC
this morning | deceived a woman named
Mrs. Violet Templeton into marriage
am an eX-convict and a swindler.
have lived by cardsharping ard forgery
ever since | came to London, and the
money now in my possession is the pro.
ceeds of my crimes. l hereby declare
that have no right to the title anC
that Field is my real name.
Signed. Robert Field, ex-convict, alias
| Duke of Fencaster."
Then he stepped across the room t.
his bureau. and from one of the drawers
took out his neat little revolver.
Il cleaned cOldly in the winter sun.
Tight a. he raised il to his forehead -
| Thomas Moult in Ideas.
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