New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1915-12-15
LONELY PRINCESS
IN HOSPITAL COT
Mrs. Andrews BlameS Ner-
VouS Wreck on College
Boy Husband.
HER 7-YEAR-OLD SON
MORE OF A MAN"
DenounceS Every One, Then
Lights Cigarette and Resumes
In Tune with the Infinite"

White and wan. the mother OF the
heir 70 AUSTRIA throne rested last
night IN a bed trimmed with frothy
lace and the shecrest OF linen. The
nurses m the private sanatorium at
81 Washington Square tip-toed with
more than usual care. The gas lights
we're turned down to q pickering dim
ness, casting just enough radiance for
Mrs. Donald Shields Andrews, formerly
Mrs. Alma V. Hayne. nee Princess Alma
Vetsera, 90 read and muse on pas
sages from Trine's In Tune with the
Infinite
On the books Of the hospital Mrs.
Donald Shields Andrews is billed with
a dreadful sounding illness in five syl-
tables and a hypher. But Mrs. An
drews is in the sanatorium suffering
a breakdown caused by the erratie
behavior Of her husband. the Yale
senior who eloped with her last April
and left her in England three months
later 70 return 20 his parents in Cleye-
lind.
81 am not feeling very we'll" she
said. 81 should have sailed to-day to
nv little son n London. and had
made arrangements for my passport
purchased my ticket and packed my
trunk. so as to be in England for
Christmas. But ny dear little darling
will have to do without me this year.
am broken-hearted when / begin to
think Of my little angel alone IN Lon
don.
This is only a breakdown she went
on. 81 couldn't stand it any longer
The perfdy of nay husband. He hasn't
= scrap O., manhood in him. Ny little
bow is more of man than my husband
will ever be. He is in Cleveland now
under the protecting wing Of his mama
and papa after he spent $4,000 Of my
money and left me stranded in London.
/ He left me penniless."
"How did you get across
/ ~ sold my automobile and one Of
my mares. He promised before he
sailed TO send me the equivalent OF the
money he had borrowed from me. But
/ never got cent. l did get letters
| from him. In one Of them he asked me
/ TO 20 with him TO some small place out
West, where he wanted TO settle down.
| The letter was signed by a witness and
/ didn't have TO be told that il was a
legal trap"
What did you answer
( Mrs. Andrews turned her great blue
eyes in surprise on her questioner.
"Why, what do you think ! answered !
/ told him no! no! no! l couldn't think
/ of such a preposterous thing"
"Have you notified your husband Of
your illness?"
"Why should ?" asked Mrs. Andrews
while tear coursed down her check
/ She wiped it off hastily. why should
II? He has acted like a brute. If II
hadn't been for him and his plotting
parents | should be with my little boy
now and not in this hospital. He is
/ brutel | hate him, | hate him!
Mrs. Andrews then denounced her
/ husbands parents in burst Of passion
that left her weak. A spot of color
: burned in either cheek. Then she
smiled.
That's my little boy" she said, nod
| ding her head toward the framed pict-
! ure of a chubby faced child. ale is
/ seven years old and is attending school
! i'm London. have to smile when ! COM
/ pare my little lad. who is a man in
/ spite of his age, with that husband OF
mine.
"Why, do you know. when that man
I I married came TO Pleasantville, y. y,
and lived at the home that had pur-
chased had to get him two extra
servants. I already had six. He en-
ticed me into marrying him, yet made
me look ridiculous in the newspapers
by saying that had run after him